Deeper Still--Into God's Will

This little picture, a glimpse into my day Thursday, is evidence of something that hit me afresh over the weekend. 
In the writing of perhaps the darkest and one of the most important chapters of my WIP A Rose Long Awaited, once I got into my mental/focus "zone" it was such a rush. Very surreal, despite my frustration with the fact I couldn't time-travel. 
I don't say this lightly, but with fresh conviction--it's all God. Drawing me deeper still, in spite of myself and so much self-doubt about my writing.
He has known every little thing I prayed for before I even said a word to Him. I've known this for so many years--and it still hits me right in the heart.
Writing last week? And this weekend? And today?
Never have I so strongly felt I was smack in God's will. The sweetest place to be.
Once I finally let go and let God after wrestling and whining and lazing about on my writing--its a conscious choice, not a "poof" moment--this peace, in spite of everything, settled.
And all I can do is shrug, smile, and thank the Lord. Such a good, good Father.
A song of my heart of late. He is such a good, good Father drawing me deeper still to His heart.

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