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My name is Sally Sunday. I carry a pen.
I used to get so bent out of shape by the events in my life. I used to joke that “stress” was my middle name. But then, God showed me how I could view every person and event of my life as part of the next thing I might write.
When my daughter called with boyfriend trouble and I thought of a witty analogy for her situation, I made it into a story. When the sunrise one morning was extra beautiful, I described it and crafted a poem. My praise to God? A song. My concern about a sick friend? A prayer I could share with others in the same situation.
I can’t explain why setting words down on a blank page and seeing the way they compose a story, poem, song or other written work is so therapeutic to me. I only know I’m thankful God showed me this way to express my feelings; to pour out my innermost thoughts in a way I can share with others. As I go through each day, I can now praise God for giving me this talent.
I can’t honestly say this takes away all my stress. I’m human, after all. But when I put my experiences in writing, somehow, it helps me see them in a way that sometimes helps me understand what God might be trying to teach me or change, in me, through it all.
So, today, while I’m stuck in traffic, I won’t fume and bang the steering wheel. Instead, I’ll jot some words on the back of a junk mail envelope – because this could become a devotional about developing patience. I am learning: everything and everyone God brings to my life can be a way for me to use my talents for His glory.
My name is Sally Sunday. I carry a pen.
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