I guess it’s safe to say that all writers love letters, words, books, creating outlines, and all the etcetera’s in-between! I find safety in these things – things I can read and form. Put a tray of letter tiles in front of me and suddenly I am forming words, names, places. When I was young I would think of a word in my mind and unscramble it and see how many other words I could make (i.e. party = part, trap, tarp, ray, pray, pay, arty, tar, rat, art, ray, yap)! Do other normal people do that? Or, am I the only….wait, don’t answer that!
Yesterday I guest posted on a blog. It was the bravest writing I’ve put to words in a very long time, because, you see, my inner heart was exposed and it is not a place I share with many. I don’t know what Holly’s viewer stats are but I venture to say more than several people read it. God and His faithfulness got a lot of attention yesterday and dang it, I should have been better armed when the enemy of my soul came to strike me down. And, he came with a vengeance yesterday afternoon. I was so unprepared that it laid me flat. As I stared at the ceiling this morning from about 1 a.m. to 3 a.m. I kept thinking, I have nothing to offer anyone in the way of words in Wednesday’s blog. The Lord’s tender voice kept taking me back to a-b-c’s.
If you’ve ever had a conversation with the Lord of the Universe in the wee hours of morning you know how non-cerebral it can be.
God, I’m depleted and devastated.
I know, but I knew about this and have your back.
But, I’m in shock and silenced.
You have Me and I’ll be your voice.
I have nothing to say, the well is dry.
I am The Well and I will fill you up. A-B-C’s
All I could think of is the little chalkboard I have in our kitchen behind a ceramic bird and a mason jar of cut zinnias, I wrote (a few days ago) A-ugust to Z-innias. That’s what is left of summer, isn’t it? So, back to my dilemma of what to write, and here it is – rather elementary but it’s all I’ve got.
A is for August. It’s the last full month of summer. It is NOW – and that is what each of us has, NOW. Let’s redeem the time and enjoy this last blast of summer.
B is for the Book of books, The BIBLE. It has the answer to every single question and perplexity. If you’re hurting read the Psalms. If you want a dose of wisdom read Proverbs. If you want to know what Jesus would do, read the red words in the New Testament. If you need to understand how to walk this redeemed life, read James. If you want to know how the story ends, read the Revelation. I promise you – this Book has it all. Read it!
C is for Christ. Son of God. Born of a virgin. Lived a pure but not an easy life. Died a horrid death on a Roman cross. Was buried in a borrowed tomb. Arose from the dead. Ascended into heaven. Coming again. The Lord Jesus Christ. My Savior. My Redeemer. My Hope. My soon-coming King.
Friends of Hope|Heart|Home, that’s all I’ve got this gray, foggy August morning. It’s enough because, you know why? He is Enough. He is my Enough, today, and every day.
Let’s redeem the time, shall we?
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