I thought that this was suppose to be a song. I am a worshiper not a writer. With that thought in mind, I could now begin to write the 5 page list of why I am in no way qualified to be writing these blog posts. How there is nothing in my background besides having a Master’s degree (in physical therapy) and a weekend trip to a Christian writing course (that I only went to support my precious mother, and have some much needed quality mother daughter time) that would cause me to think that this would be a good idea. So I will choose to speak of what I do know that would allow me to display my heart on paper. I am a child of God. I am a daughter and heir to his kingdom. I long to be in his presence and a part of his story, and in that desire there comes a greater need and longing to be obedient more than being proven worthy.