I write to understand what is going on- in my head and in my heart and in the world around me.
I write to express what He is working out in me.
I write to tell of Who He is and what He is doing.
I write to influence, to inspire, to share…to testify.
I write for me.
I write for you.
I write for Him.
Sometimes out of hurt, sometimes out of love.
I write to process what I am thinking.
I write to labor through.
I write to remember.
I write to let go.
Although I write, I am not always right. Nor do I always write for the right reasons.
But as He entrusts me with pen and screen, I keep writing.
Telling the story that He has given.
The song plays over and over in my head, “Won’t you write your story on my heart?” by Francesca Battistelli.
Because isn’t that what He is doing after all…writing our story?
The story of He and us.
He is the Author,
and He writes me;
He rights me.
As I pound the keys and jot the thoughts He is using this to transform, to sanctify.
Because His Word delivers…saves, heals, restores.
He is the Word and His words are always right.