Write Away...

"Siano gradite davanti a te le parole della mia bocca e la meditazione del mio cuore, o Eterno, mia rocca e mio redentore." -Psalm 19:14

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"Perhaps it would be better not to be a writer, but if you must, then write. If it all feels hopeless, if that famous 'inspiration' will not come, write. If you are a genius, you'll make your own rules, but if not - and the odds are against it - go to your desk, no matter what your mood, face the icy challenge of the paper - write." ~ J.B. Priestly

ottobre 25, 2005

Wordless Conversation


Where are You, God? I can't see You.


I'm here, child. I've always been here.

Then why can't I feel You, or see You, or hear Your voice amid the chaos and the noise? Why can't I rest in the cradle of Your peace like I always have?

Because you're moving too fast. Sit down here a moment beside Me. Just breathe.

God, I can't keep pretending everything is fine, and that I'm not worried about my next step. I can't see two feet in front of me. I am at a place where light is scarce in my tunnel, and I know I trust in You. But Jesus, trusting isn't the hard part- knowing and walking in the right direction is. How do I know that where I'm going is the way You want me to go?

Do you think I would abandon you, beloved? Do you think I would lead you through deep waters and not help you swim? Oh, I love you far too greatly. Here, rest in My arms. I have all the time in the world for you. Just be still...