Laying it all Down

I find it interesting the timing with which God sometimes works things out.

This is my year of prayer, and so, as such, I am trying to pray more regularly, more frequently, and over all things in my life. As a result, one of the things I have been praying about lately is this space, this writing I do that I call a blog.

And ironically, as I have been praying about this, I have witnessed no less than five of the blogs I regularly read questioning aspects of their blogs that they had before felt very confident about. Things like whether they should turn their comments on or leave them off, the subjects they do or do not write about, and many other things. And I know that every. single. one. of these amazing ladies only ever wants to bless.

I have questioned these things. I have even been tempted to do a whole lot of things that I know are not good for me spiritually. There is a good reason I don't have one of those nifty little boxes on the side of my blog that shows how many *followers* I have. It's because, bottom line, I don't need to know. And it gives me a false sense of self-importance when the numbers go up. Sad, I know, that I can be so easily inflated.

I think about the fact that if I don't write regularly enough, I will lose followers. People get sick of waiting on posts, and if I don't produce enough, quickly enough, those who read my blog will likely stop stopping by. It's just a plain fact.

Then there is always subject matter. Or the question of whether there is a catchy enough title, or whether or not the post is too long, there are enough pictures to keep someone's interest, etc. etc. ad infinitum.

I am thankful that, through prayer, the Lord has already had me lay all this, and so much more, down. He is the only reader I need ever please. He will continue to show interest in the pondering of my heart, whether I am able to write once a day or once a week, or even less frequently.

I am going to strive to write about whatever He has put on my heart to write, and try to give less thought to what others will think of it, or how to draw readers in and keep them interested.

It isn't about that.

It is He who will draw someone here, and only He can bless. If He uses my words, Hallelujah! If not, it is all in vain anyway.

And please, Please, PLEASE. Don't misunderstand me. I am not, in any way, putting down anyone else who is battling these questions or considering these things. Really, in truth, some of the ladies I was referring to, are light years ahead of me. I look up to them spiritually. I am truly, truly writing this in a spirit of meekness and gentleness. I am just sharing that, for me, this is something that I have already settled with the Lord. And peace comes from that.

Finally, I was thinking about the lovely hymn lyrics that I adore, and that seem to fit so nicely here....

Riches I heed not, nor man’s empty praise,
Thou mine Inheritance, now and always:
Thou and Thou only, first in my heart,
High King of Heaven, my Treasure Thou art.

Truly, Jesus, You are my treasure. And this place exists for You alone. May any and all who find themselves here be blessed. They are a blessing to me, and a gift from You, and I receive them as such... But help ME to remember that my goal, my end, my inheritance, my treasure- is You alone.