And God Said, “Write This!”

God planted a seed in my heart to write when he formed me in my mother’s womb. That seed was watered and began to bloom when I was still in grade school.

Summers with my grandparents became a time to write and direct backyard shows for which we charged a nickel. That fee bought a bowl of popcorn, a glass of Koolaid, and a half hour of the children on the block singing songs learned in Sunday School, and short, usually amusing, plays.

 

 

As the years passed, my love for writing only increased. Always shy and wanting to be out of the spotlight, I found escape in the written word. As a teen those words formed poetry.

Later, life interrupted with marriage and awesome children. My job became doing the best I could for my family. Little ones are given to us “for a time,” but ultimately they belong to Him. The desire to write simmered softly in the back of my heart…because a God given gift doesn’t dissipate.

After the children were grown and married, and a job loss left me unexpectedly with time on my hands, the desire to write exploded. The next seven years, the path opened before me and my long ago dreams evolved into published books. Books the reviewers liked!

Then Jesus called my husband of 33 years home. This left a hole in my heart and in my life. One year later, I lost my son to an act of suicide, which I could not understand. Saying goodbye when there is no closure keeps the pain alive. I struggled and could not write inspirational fictional books. Books with a happily ever after.

Instead I began to write a morning post of hope on Facebook and turned my blogging to pouring out my pain in hopes of showing others that no matter our circumstances, Jesus is always with us. The months and years passed and God began to give me a word to share with others in my FB posts. I would put my hand on the keyboard and the words would flow. God told me someone needed to hear that message. I trusted Him.

I tried to write, but each book fell apart before taking shape. The passion to write fiction had left.

God led me to other jobs, opened other doors. He places us where we learn, where we struggle, and where we grow. He is always preparing us for our eternal home.

During the last months of 2017, God began to speak to me. He said, “Write this.” He revealed an audience needing to read stories of how He works in the everyday lives of ordinary people. How He can turn bad into good. How He can turn the darkness to light. How letting go and letting God allows Him to share His grace and mercy.

As this first week of January 2018 draws to a close, He has called me to write inspirational fiction books again. So, I give Him my best yes, and thank Him for the opportunity to write for Him.

There is beauty in being over 70. More time to spend with God. More time to seek wisdom in the Word. And more moments to listen and answer His call.


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And God Said, “Write This!” — 4 Comments

  1. I am so glad that you are going to write again. I have missed the words that you put on paper. You give me inspiration to keep living and reading. Again, thanks for the written word. Hugs Cindy

    • Thank you, Cindy! You inspire me to do what God has called me to do. May your New tear be filled with God’s blessings!

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