Tuesday, March 22, 2016


By faith Abel offered God a better sacrifice than Cain did. By faith he was commended as a righteous man, when God spoke well of his offerings. And by faith he still speaks, even though he is dead. Hebrews 11:4 NIV

Think what it would be like to write all these words—books, blog posts, songs, poems, devotionals, journal notes—then get called to Heaven and leave them here on Earth. Spend my seven years up there while all h*** breaks loose on planet Earth.

Then, come back on that 1000 year mission trip—and find that people are singing my songs, reciting my poems, reading my books and devotionals and journal notes.

Think how it would feel to learn that what I had left as my legacy was still making a difference, paving the way for seekers, encouraging the faltering, showing my Jesus to a lost world.

What if I hadn’t written them?  

Avi, writing is an amazing gift, one that I’m really glad You’ve given me. When it’s going well, there’s no feeling like it, and I’m amazed at what comes through me and lands on that plain sheet of paper.                                                        
But writing is hard and lonely. Sometimes it’s frustrating, whether because the words just won’t come, or because the burdens of life deny me the freedom of time and place to work in peace. When the pressure of those words churning inside me reaches critical mass, something will give. Either the words will find a way out onto paper, or my frustration will wind up in somebody's face.
Don't let me give up, Avi. Bless my offering of words.
In Your holy name, Amen.

P.S. And don't let me take my frustrations out on people we both love.


1 comment:

  1. I can identify. Keep plugging!! You're doing great and I'm very encouraged by your blog today - Rachel