Dear Reader, since I've had all of David's Daughter being deleted, recreated, and still having missing parts drama this week, I thought it would be fun to go all the way back to the beginning.
Let’s clear up something right away. My dad’s name is not David. Daddy’s name was Mervin Darcy. That may sound odd to some folks, but it is rich in meaning and memories to me. Daddy understood my heart and lived a life that taught me that when we are yielded and committed to the Father, we can overcome any obstacle and fulfill our God-given dreams.
So, where did David come from? Stick with me and hopefully it will become as clear to you as it is to me. As long as I can remember, my vocation has been teaching. Over the years teaching for me has had many faces. The Lord used my vocation to teach me and to take me to a place where He could break my heart, and give me a burden. The burden has given a purpose to my passion, writing. When I considered God’s writers as I sought a title for this blog, my first thought was King David, who shared his triumphs and tragedies, fright, frustration, and exhortation. David shared his heart with God, and thankfully with God's children as well. My goal is the same.
So, where did David come from? Stick with me and hopefully it will become as clear to you as it is to me. As long as I can remember, my vocation has been teaching. Over the years teaching for me has had many faces. The Lord used my vocation to teach me and to take me to a place where He could break my heart, and give me a burden. The burden has given a purpose to my passion, writing. When I considered God’s writers as I sought a title for this blog, my first thought was King David, who shared his triumphs and tragedies, fright, frustration, and exhortation. David shared his heart with God, and thankfully with God's children as well. My goal is the same.
Here’s the deal. First and foremost, I am a child, a daughter of the King. Secondly, I am blessed to have been given a little talent and a lot of passion to write for His children. Bottom line, David’s Daughter is someone who loves the Lord and wants to share His gospel through her writing.
Will you come with me on this journey? As I share my baby and big steps, while learning to minister to “the least of these”, I hope you will share your journey as well. My daughter’s blog, “Giving Up on Perfect”, has inspired me to be trustingly transparent, my first big step. Where does your journey begin?
Step one: Who's your Daddy? Who or what drives you? What is it that you feel compelled to do whether it makes sense to anyone else or not? Reading Ephesians 2 this morning, God reaffirmed that He has "good works" for all of us. Please note, it doesn't say there are levels of good works. There's not the Nobel Peace Prize works for the brilliant, and slacker works for those of us who are trying to figure out our gifts and purposes. Just "good works".
If you are blessed to be firmly on your path to achieving your good works, you are confident in knowing who's your daddy, I'd love to join the ranks of those who are already celebrating you. Perhaps you're more like me, hesitantly just starting your good works journey, and continually looking around to make sure daddy is still there. Like the characters in Wizard of Oz, let's link arms and take the journey together, sometimes dancing and singing, sometimes shaking with fright and uncertainty. Come, join me on the Yellow Brick Road!
Hesitant, but hopeful,
David’s Daughter (aka Alice Walters)
Every great dream begins with a dreamer. Always remember, you have within you the strength, the patience, and the passion to reach for the stars to change the world.
Harriet Tubman
Will you come with me on this journey? As I share my baby and big steps, while learning to minister to “the least of these”, I hope you will share your journey as well. My daughter’s blog, “Giving Up on Perfect”, has inspired me to be trustingly transparent, my first big step. Where does your journey begin?
Step one: Who's your Daddy? Who or what drives you? What is it that you feel compelled to do whether it makes sense to anyone else or not? Reading Ephesians 2 this morning, God reaffirmed that He has "good works" for all of us. Please note, it doesn't say there are levels of good works. There's not the Nobel Peace Prize works for the brilliant, and slacker works for those of us who are trying to figure out our gifts and purposes. Just "good works".
If you are blessed to be firmly on your path to achieving your good works, you are confident in knowing who's your daddy, I'd love to join the ranks of those who are already celebrating you. Perhaps you're more like me, hesitantly just starting your good works journey, and continually looking around to make sure daddy is still there. Like the characters in Wizard of Oz, let's link arms and take the journey together, sometimes dancing and singing, sometimes shaking with fright and uncertainty. Come, join me on the Yellow Brick Road!
Hesitant, but hopeful,
David’s Daughter (aka Alice Walters)
Every great dream begins with a dreamer. Always remember, you have within you the strength, the patience, and the passion to reach for the stars to change the world.
Harriet Tubman
P.S. After reading Mom's first blog post, daughter Mary had to share this sign that she caught on a road trip to Iowa. I responded it was pretty good, but not as good as one we had seen on a trip to Orlando (http://maryqueenoftheuniverse.org/).
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