Happy Easter to all! I hope everyone has a most blessed day!
I sat on my deck for most of yesterday afternoon finishing the book Twenty Eight and a Half Wishes (which I would highly recommend as it’s a most entertaining read), but, therefore, got behind on my Camp NaNo word count. So after a prayer run this morning before going to church to thank My Father for the Risen Christ, dinner with family and a nice long walk until I can breathe again from eating too much 🙂 I’ll be working on my word count.
Enjoy your day whatever you plan to do! 🙂
God Bless You and Yours.
My faith plays a significant role in my day-to-day thoughts and actions. It’s who I am. Having the freedom to outwardly express my faith, in essence being free to be me, is a freedom I cherish, allowing me to live by faith rather than fear.
I’m so thankful I am able to:
1. Attend the church of my choice and that I don’t have to follow a religion that has been chosen for me, or follow a set of religious guidelines set out for me. I can go where and when I choose, allowing me to worship my God rather than live in fear of persecution.
2. Pray, whether sitting at my desk at work, riding in my car, on a park bench in a public park, or on public transportation .
3. Wear jewelry as an outward sign of my faith, as well as a visible reminder to myself to whom I belong and serve.
4. Write spiritual pieces, whether on this blog, or a faith-based work of fiction, which my work-in-progress is, The Inheritance. I’m in the final stages of editing and am looking forward to sharing it through publication.
5. Speak of my faith to others without fear, state expressions of faith, and to observe Christian holidays that are important to my spiritual life. (ie: Christmas as Christ’s birth and Easter as the death and resurrection of Christ–the true foundation of my life.)
6. Display actions that show my faith, whether it be kneeling in reverence to God and in prayer, making the sign of the cross, raising my hands in worship and folding my hands in prayer, or even a loving hug or touch.
I don’t make a practice of screaming my faith for the world to hear, but I am free to express it and live it quietly and gently. And that freedom is priceless.
All is Grace.