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Chaos assails my life. A cacophony of voices and choices infiltrates my mind vying for attention. Sometimes this noise enters my life through my own inadvertent invitation--TV, Facebook, Twitter, radio, but,more often, when I walk along city streets, they thrust themselves at me from headlines of newspapers and magazines on news stands, blaring from car radios, speeches from microphones attached to moving vans or a Disney character distributing flyers. Sometimes they even knock on my brownstone door. They ask for my discipleship, my support, my resources. "Join us." "Vote for me." "Buy this." "Protest that."
Though "pressed" on every side, I am glad I am equipped to avoid "the crush."(2 Cor. 4:8). The constant din of voices and choices can "perplex," but it does not cause me any despair because God, in His love, and wisdom inspired a few prophets, poets, and disciples to put pen to parchment providing a sixty-six book map for the generations to follow—me included. God took the simple things of life, tools of the writer, to leave a record for emancipation from the chaos, a road map for breaking away from the hypnotic mesmerizing, destructive carnival experience of life, a way out-- to provide lessons in--fashion design—instruction on how to adorn mind and spirit to insulate soul from the chaos and plant one’s spirit on the stabilizing soil of truth and love. The simple tools of quill and parchment established the words of the ancients, though now mass-produced in print by the wonders of technology. The computer, laptop-toting writers of today can look to the anointed ancients for guidance on how God uses emancipated spirits and minds to guide hands and pen to convey His message for the generations. Not to add to His word, for that would be blasphemy, but to use the word with clarity, precision and excellence, beauty and magnificence to point others to the Word so that, although one may be walking in the chaos, the chaos never consumes. The chaos never crushes. We can pass through the carnival, and may even enjoy a ride or two, taste a box of cotton candy, but because we heed the advice of a few faithful writers, we never get swept away by the magic and never lose sight of the exit sign.
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