Have you ever signed up for something and later regret? Partly, wanting to slap yourself for being so willing.
Even though in this case, I feel this was a huge step for me to make myself vulnerable and be a willing vessel. Still, there is anxiousness within.
I signed up to hold a once a week, eight-week class. These are volunteer classes of topics that we feel comfortable sharing. I have been through so much and I am here today so I feel I can share and encourage others to put their faith in the Lord. Just knowing that you are not alone, going through something, can bring life and hope.
Honestly, part of me does not want people to sign up. I’m scared. If just making myself open to do this class, is enough for me. This was a big step for me. I put my feet in the water as they say, to 
test. If this all comes about and people do sign up and show up, it will be the Lord leading and directing because I am nothing. I am here because of Him.
To back out of, which I have tried and wanted to do many times, I did not feel like I should. A step of faith for sure.
It never fails, the moment I get all snuggled in my bed for a long winter’s nap, my mind wakes up with creativity. As I lay contemplating whether to get up to jot my thoughts down, I usually continue to remain comfortable and tell myself that I will remember. Who am I kidding? At my age, my remembrance does not stay intact as it once did.
Today. I need you! Actually, that is a daily cry from my heart. You left me.
Just Pondering... 