Changing my heart

I'm praising the Lord today for his work in my heart. He's changing me, slowly but surely.

This morning I woke up early and went to a Waffle House diner for breakfast. Sitting there in the cold dark morning I found myself pondering what it must have been like to be Paul, or any of the apostles. How amazing and miraculous to have witnessed the cross and the resurrection! And the courage it took for them to spread the news as far as they could, knowing it would lead to suffering for them. Having seen something so amazing as the life of Christ, how could they not share what they knew with others?

How is it any different for me? God has been so faithful in my life. Silent gratitude doesn't do much good for anyone. I saw that on a sign and I'm pretty sure they weren't talking about God, but it still applies. I don't know why I'm so hung up on not sharing my faith. How can I keep this to myself? I'm too worried about what others will think of me and what this life will hold for me if I break from social norms, when really, it doesn't matter! This life is but a blink in time!


Lord give me the words.