"You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies. You anoint my head with oil; my cup overflows." Psalm 23:5
Years ago, after a series of unfortunate and painful events in my life that occurred tragically and with exaggeration, I cried out to God. I had lost everything. My home, my possessions and now my purse had just been stolen. I said, "Why?" And then I heard Him reply with a bone stiffening reverence...
I sat straight.
Ever had God pierce your soul like that? I have, on a number of occasions. It has helped me understand what happened when people saw angels in the Old Testament. The Holy Spirit spoke to my heart like a voice so clear it was nearly audible...
"I want to use your Voice!"
So, just like that, I pulled myself together and thanked him for safety, it was truly all I had left.
I've written for years. I've been a writer before I knew I was a writer.
My pen is my sword and I write for the Lord, and the flow of one of my spiritual gifts is attached to it.
I see in my heart a wounded Church in America that needs deeper love in itself for healing and restoration for she is a broken and terribly wounded Bride. I see a Church that needs to love harder the world at large around it once it receives its own healing--for people truly cannot give what they don't have.
Pure Love is unconditional and given without warrant or measure. I know I am called to heal with God's Power in my pen. I am called to love the Church strong. I learn to love every day, more deeply, even people who despise me. What an honor when my pen and my life encourages and even influences anyone, especially someone who doesn't like me despite not knowing me.
To God be the Glory....isn't He Glorious?
"So then, brothers and sisters, stand firm and hold fast to the teachings we passed on to you, whether by word of mouth or by letter." 2 Thes. 2:15