Writing is my passion. But do I have what it takes? Am I in the right track?
Life of a writer is not easy. You play around with words only to find your work is drowned in oblivion. You share and pour out your very life yet it ends up in a bin. All sweat and sleepless night remain concealed and long forgotten.
Is there a future for me? Is there anything left for me to write about and talk about? Who will mold me Lord? Who will be my teacher?
The more I rationalize, the more I see how illogical this dream of mine is.
Maybe the written stories would only begin to take life when the author learns to ride in the backseat. Maybe God is teaching me to forget myself and do things solely for His glory, irregardless… That the author may decrease and the One talked about increase. After all, it is all about Jesus.
I love to write. I love the Lord. Now I am at peace …. Will I ever be given the chance to write for the Lord someday? Maybe yes. Maybe no. It doesn’t matter. What counts is I will scribble for the Lord … until the last ink of my pen … until all His story is heard … until His love is written on everyone’s heart.
It gladdens me to know that my God is a writer Himself. Well, He has written my name in the palm of His hands. He has written as well yours.