Can I Do This?

I often wonder, can I do this at all? The expectation of people, when you do any kind of writings or whatever your gifting may be for God, can be so high. I don't have some magical writing process where I can just pull words out of thin air and write them down, and they come together beautifully. It just does not work that way. I don't have a masters degree in writing, nor a bachelors nor did I go to college at all. I get my words from Jesus, meaning He helps me to write well, and I get them from Him at random times, and not always close together when they come. And so, as much as I would love a word, or a message to lift people up every single day, I can't just create some fluff and say that it's from Jesus. That just won't do. I must be willing to humble myself and wait on Him and so that process may take a little while sometimes. Some days, the words literally flow from me like milk and honey and for those days I am super grateful but then other days, it's like a barren desert and I thirst for the words to come. In either time though, I must remain grateful, and recognize that it's not about me, or what I want, and it's not about my timing? It's about God's will and what He wants, and it will come on His timing. Which is always perfect anyway. So, in knowing that it's all about Him, and not about myself, I end up answering my own question... Can I do this? "Yes. With Jesus, I can", if I am to solely rely on myself, "absolutely not" would then be the answer. So I shall wait on You Lord, you know what is best, and You know what I need as well as what others are in need of. Thank you for using me when You do and working in me all of the time, even when I am in the Desert, you are teaching me something, and so I am listening. I know I will hear You speak because you know that what I desire is to do Your will, and because you have said in Your word:
If we ask anything according to Your will, that You will hear us. (1 John 5:14-15)
Thank you Jesus for it all, the floods, the drought, and the times of harvest. I love You Abba.

- Brianna Carey ©