I let a remark get under my skin. And it tainted everything I tried to write.
But today...something is different.
I've been reminded of why I write.
To whom I write...
And that I'm called to write...even when I'm misunderstood. Even when others read between lines that were not meant to be read between. Even when false assumptions are made, and people disagree.
It's a life lesson, really. Who will control me? Who will control what I'm called to do? Will it be my God, or will it be random people? Who will I fear? Who will I please?
God reminded my heart that of course some are not going to get it. Of course some are going to disagree. Of course some are going make assumptions. And He gave me my spunk back, by whispering...who cares? So what?
And so I will. *smile*