May my words be few and worthy of You
May my actions give body and shape to the love You desire to show.
Keep me in the good place, where Your Presence is - only there will I be whole.
Let not my joy be derived from the manufactured number of my worth.
Let not my focus target fame.
If I write, it is for Your glory.
If I muse, may I stir up thoughts of You.
If I ponder, may I willingly wander Heavenward to the One who answers all.
Attacked by yet another poetry bug, my Five Minute Friday post took me to a lyrical place. And, as always, I surprise myself with the final product of this timed exercise. I thought I would write about intentional joy, but after a simple observation of my blog’s Facebook page stats and realizing that 3 followers had un-liked it, joy was flung aside and I was left to ruminate on this unwelcome news.
My writing gig is not for profit or recognition. It’s a response to a nudge from God to improve my speaking – on the radio (my job), to groups of women (my ministry), in conversations (my personal contacts with others).
I find that I must be intentional in how I approach my platform. Why am I doing this? Will my words enhance God? Can I be content if my ‘numbers’ NEVER increase?
Shine the light on me, if you must. But I will intentionally turn it back to My God who gave us all words in the first place so that we would converse with Him and give Him praise.
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Hello! My name is Vicki Johnson, aka, gracefilledgirl.