As far as being a writer goes, I’m not very noteworthy. As a blogger, I am read by a tiny fraction of people out there.
I think part of the reason (aside from the fact that I am no great writer) is that I don’t have the answers. I don’t tell people that A+B=SUCCESS. My writing is more about working out problems, walking faithfully and standing firm in the face of adversity.
Honestly, most people don’t want a way through the trials of life, they want to avoid them and I have no idea how to go about that.
My work here at the keyboard isn’t for everybody, at least in the minds of everybody. By my logic, there is occasionally something here in the tapping away I do that would help most anybody.
I used to write a great deal of horror. My goal was to induce fear, grab the imagination and pull someone into my writing. I wanted them to read and pronounce me awesome, tell their friends about me and to go to sleep at night thanking me for the nightmares they were about to have.
Honestly, I used to be happy to make someone feel horrible with my writing.
Once I embarked on a road to recovery, I knew right away that the trips into darkness seeking words of terror and the unthinkable were really bad for me. In fact, they were also bad for others. I was purposely pushing others in a direction other than the direction I knew God had for anyone.
Luke 17:1 One day Jesus said to his disciples, “There will always be temptations to sin, but what sorrow awaits the person who does the tempting! 2 It would be better to be thrown into the sea with a millstone hung around your neck than to cause one of these little ones to fall into sin. 3 So watch yourselves!
I feel an inner compulsion to put words into some form of writing. I have a lot of choices which words I commit to this blog. But Jesus wants me to be in his image and not tempt a person into sorrow or horror or overwhelming evil. He doesn’t even want me to tempt them to utter a single insult or slur. I am not to push anyone, not one single person, to give up and fall into despair.
So I have given up on what I once thought I was great at and sit here and struggle with the things I am not good at all. I search for a way, embark on a journey and find God one day at a time and hope that someone reading this sees themselves in my words and walks beside me on this walk into a better life.
I’ve tried to hang that millstone around my neck and be thrown into the sea of mercy, grace and forgiveness.
Yet, at times, I manage to surface and my own voice cries out some pretty bad things. But I know I am anchored to where I should be and that good words will once again flow from my mouth as I am inundated by God’s love.
I hope today you find courage and strength. I pray that today my words become God’s words and that someone in encouraged to great things by me in some little way. Even if no one knows my name or recognizes my face, I want them to know that there is a way through the most horrific times.
Don’t give up. Don’t give in. Seek and find help and hope. Give up on those that try to force their opinions to do what you know deep in your heart is wrong. Fall into God’s grace and drift deeper than ever before. There is so much more to life than what we see here in front of us today. Beyond tomorrow there is eternity.