I am loving Priscilla Shirer's He Speaks to Me. Loving it.
And after last night's video session (on set-apart holiness), I love it even more. Because it was challenging. Because it was hard to hear. Because God spoke to me and said, "You know what we're going to talk about this week, don't you?"
And I do know. I kinda feel like God called me by my middle name. You know..."Joanne Marie, I have something to say to you."
And while part of me is nervous, part of me is excited. Because here's the thing: I want to hear God speak. I want to position myself to listen. I want to get rid of things in my life that keep me from hearing his voice.
I want him to use me.
So bring it on.