As I sit in front of my keyboard ,my hands filled with the pains of age.
Arthritis causes great pain in these old hands ,my mind filled with fear and trembling as Satan places doubts in my mind telling me you can’t write. You can’t even spell right..
Get away from me devil I cried as I picked up my pen to write.
Every time we start doing something for the Lord, Satan will clime upon our shoulder and place doubt and fears in our minds.It,s times like these we need to get so close to the cross we get a mouth full of splinters.
our knee in prayer and put on the whole aromur of god. (Eph;6:10-18)
When God first called me to write, I was not at all sure he was speaking to me.I knew Jesus Christ as my Lord and savior. I knew he was the answer to my deepest needs.But I doubted my ability to write a book in a compelling and effective way. I had never taken a course in creative writing.It didn,t take me long to conclude that he was calling someone else.
Then I recalled a familiar scripture,”If anyone publicly acknowledge me as his friend,I will openly acknowledeg him before the father in heaven.(Matt: 10:32-33)
Certainly my refusal to write was not a denial of him,Or was it?
Lord I prayed you know I don,t ever want to deny you. But I don,t see how…….?
“ It,s not a question of you ability” I felt him assure me.” You can do everything I ask you to do with Jesus help,He will guide you and give you strength and power.(phil:4;13) I TRIED A WHOLE LOT OF BUT Lord excuses,they all seemed hollow next to his promise to help me.
I don,t even know What to write I cried.
“Write out of you experiences”He said to me.”Make yourself Transparent and vulnerable so others can see what I have done in and through you in your life.
The choice was clear he had given me my instructions,To refuse would be disobidence.Yet it want be easy to admit on paper for the whole world to read,that I often failed to handle problemss in a christ like manner.
I didn,t want the world to know that I am not a model christian,that my faith falters and that some days I feel overwhelmed and inadequate.
But also I knew the Lord had brough me through some very hard times and trials My struggles wree lessons that might help another person.
I swallowed my pride and began to write about battling depressiion and defeating it. Coping with ingratiude,and praying about everything.
I discovered the answers he had given me and I would eventully preach over radio and in meeting and write about would be help and reassurance to other who also ask.’What is the matter with me? Or How long o lord?
I cried in my prayer Oh Lord this will not be easy to write.”Do you think it was easy for me to go to the cross and die for your sins?” the Lord ask me. I ask for forginess for forgetting his suffering on the cross and putting my pain first.He suffered for my salvation,I have no need to cry.
“Neither will it be easy for you my child to folllow my foot steps” He gently told me.He said I will enable you to do all I ask.
It is to put aside your pleasure and pride and take up your cross and follow closely to me. IT IS TIMES LIKE THSES WHENB YOU MUST GET CLOSE ENOUGH TO THE CROSS TO GET A MOUTH FULL OF SPLINTERS AMEN……………………………
YOU HAVE READ THE INTRODUCTION PAGE TO MY NEW BOOK I WILL SEND OUT EACH CHAPTER AS I WRITE IT. ALL COMMENTS AND HELP WELCOME THANKS EARL ADAMS
I can certainly appreciate the battle that ensues when one senses the call to write. It can be and usually is fierce. I applaud you, now, let's get to work: you said you wanted a critique and you left an appeal for assistance, right?
Use your spell checker, for one. az ewe kan sea, it kan bee dificult four ur reeder if the wurds arent speled korreckly.
Relax, write from your heart; or as one man told me: "Don, learn to trust the heart that Jesus lives in- YOURS" I've never forgotten that and what a difference it has made only heaven will show.
Read a lot, then read some more. Writers, good writers, read a lot more than they write.
I read several FW articles each day and whether I post a critique or not, I critique them; this gives me insights in more ways than one. I learn more and more what to look for in my own work and it does serve to make me less of an idealist/perfectionist, giving the grace that I would like to have as well for my work.
When critiqued, don't take it personally; after all, you asked for it so accept it in whatever form or fashion it comes. At times, it will seem to be mean and hurtful, even if it is, it can serve you well as a writer...for that matter, as a person.
Blessings to you, and whatever else you do, don't give up. When you don't feel like writing; write about WHY you don't feel like writing.