Knowing where my writing belongs while knowing Who it belongs to
I just returned from the first day of the SoCal Christian Writers’ Conference. In recent months since my return from the Mount Hermon Writers’ Conference, I’ve found myself thinking long and hard about where my writing belongs, a thought that was further explored by something I read on the Steve Laube blog this afternoon. The timing couldn’t be better than that.
Harriet Beecher Stowe wrote that the bitterest tears shed over graves are for words left unsaid and deeds left undone. At the core of this message are two sensibilities of regret and action, for caring for a parent on the brink of death requires reflection and intentional obedience to God—a dependency on Him alone as we are reminded that love and sacrifice are synonymous forces of compassion, despite its discomfort.
A ladies guide to being intentional about meeting with God daily
I had a quiet moment the other morning. My husband took my son to get water and my eldest son awoke afterward, read his Bible, and then began his classwork. My toddler daughter remained asleep. I had an empty stomach and thus, it was the perfect time to feed my soul with God’s word.
These past few days have been thick with possibility. All my goals rest in His mighty hands. I’ve heard words I never expected to hear, positive feedback that encourages me to press onward. Whatever the outcome, however, won’t detract me from writing in boldness, from sharing my healing heart journeys.
When my family sent me off to take my flight to the bay area yesterday for the Mount Hermon Writers’ Conference, my husband told me to give it all to the Lord, to be led by His hand into His intended purpose. When I arrived, I thought I understood exactly what he meant.
The right to life continues to be a battle worth fighting for
The Bible says very clearly that children are a heritage of the Lord. God values life and as believers, we ought to stand with those poor souls who are indefensible and who fall victim to heinous abortions every day. We are called to speak for them when they are unable to speak for themselves. We need to make it our life’s purpose to fight, to battle, and to march for life. It is a battle worth fighting for.
We describe Joseph’s account in the Bible like this:
He is beloved of his father; his brothers become jealous of him; they beat him and throw him in a pit; then they decide instead to sell him into slavery; Joseph ends up in Egypt and over time, he becomes the second most powerful man and then he forgives his brothers…