It makes the difference

His love makes such a difference. Helping me when I may not even realize that I need it. Holding me when I feel unstable.

Just six more days before I do this workshop. It may be a small thing to others but for me this is a big deal. I talk a lot, I dream a lot, I plan a lot, but opportunities don’t always come. This door is open and from the moment I heard the knock I was scared.

Torn between feeling like “ this is what I was made for” and “ I have no idea what I’m going to do”

I doubted myself….I feel motivated….I doubt myself….I feel empowered… I self deprecate…I feel His love and it changes things.

The challenge at church has been to get to know God and how he feels about me. The journey has shown me nothing but love.

The interesting thing about His love for me is that I didn’t know that in my fear of writing, or doing that I wasn’t allowing myself to feel it. Experiencing His love makes all the difference in what I feel like I’m able to do. Not that I am not still scared about this workshop, or about the step team, or about blogging, or coaching or ……..

Just that understanding that He loves me seems to make a difference.
It changes how I feel about myself and what I am able to do.
It changes my beliefs into reality.
It comforts me.
It challenges me.

His love has makes all the difference.