I'm new

As you may probably be able to tell by my lack of posts, I am a brand new blogger. I have thought about this for a loooooooong time but I am so busy that it hardly seemed like a sensible thing to do. My family knows that I love to write so they have encouraged me to finish my book but right now that seems too daunting. Still, sometimes I simply MUST write or burst so here is the option that many others have taken and I am taking it too.
I usually talked myself out of spending my precious time here but this afternoon, during our political science class, the words rushed through me, "Start your blog." Before my involvement in BodyTalk, I would have crammed this intuitive thought down where it belonged--right in the "When I'm a grandma" category. But now I know that I MUST speak and I will leave it to the Lord if anyone will listen.
When I was young (I just turned 50), I would have fussed over font style, color, size... but now I am toooooooooo busy for all of that stuff. I know that it is very good to make a good impression, but that doesn't seem to matter as much now. It's like this--either I take a few minutes before making supper to "Share my heart" in my imperfect fashion, or it won't get done at all. So I apologize, right off the bat, for what I used to call "Sloppy" work, but please just know that what is on my heart/mind is what matters the most to me now.
I named my blog A RAY OF HOPE, because that is what I will be writing about most of the time. You see, I almost died 2 years ago and I'd like to share with everyone what the Lord showed me about recovering my health. It's a long story and one that I'll need to reconstruct another time but first of all, I'd like to know if anyone would even read it. I'm not into talking, just for talking sake, so I'm leaving it up to the Lord. If nobody write back, I'll save the time and that's that. Still, I'd hate to REALLY die and have to tell God that I just didn't have the time to send out any hope to people who were really needing some.
As you may guess, the greatest hope that I could ever offer anyone is the knowledge that God loves you so much that He sent His son to earth to die for us all. We can tell Him that we're sorry for our sins and have the glorious peace that He promised in John 14:27 PEACE I LEAVE WITH YOU, MY PEACE I GIVE UNTO YOU; NOT AS THE WORLD GIVETH, GIVE I UNTO YOU. LET NOT YOUR HEART BE TROUBLED-NEITHER LET IT BE AFRAID.
That's the verse that I repeated to myself as I dealt with internal shingles on my brain in '06 but I don't want to get ahead of myself and supper needs to be started, so I'll close.
If this is my one and only post on my one and only blog, I will sleep well knowing that I have shared my favorite verse with the world. I don't care that it's not politically correct. I didn't survive shingles on my brain and 750 bee stings because I was politically correct. It was the Lord that spared my life and I'll be happy to tell the story if anyone wants to hear it. :)
Waiting,
Dawn