“You should write a book.”
It’s funny, but when you think about it, people don’t say that because the road has been smooth and the seas slick for sailing.
No, they say, “You should write a book,” because of great conflict and struggle. Because what was impossible has become realized.
When sailing the seas and a ‘furious squall’ erupts and the ‘waves break over the boat, so that is was nearly swamped’ (Mark 4:37), but God’s Hand held you somehow.
God’s words, “Peace be Still” were heard in the depth of the soul, and the strength to persevere took hold. Circumstances didn’t ‘immediately’ change as the Bible story told, but there was hope that brought light to the darkness so deep.
Walking through thorns, hurting and bleeding. But God reaches out His Hand, with a hanky to catch every tear.
This is why one would say, “You should write a book.” How we long for the stories that inspire and bring hope.
So I write not to bring impressive focus on me, but that in this world of great confusion and ‘truth’ I might bring focus on the Person who is our Peace. That I might share the stories, one at a time, of His hands that saved me and saves me still.
He shows me His Hands – in my sickness and sorrow. In my losses and trials. He shows me His Hands in other’s stories, past and present. And He says,
‘Write in a book, for yourself,’ (Jeremiah 3o:2), but perhaps for others too, ‘the things I have shown you.’
So I will write each day for God’s glory, that we all might discover that we’re all part of His wonderful Story. Seeking life, and light, and truth, and frighteningly discovering …
He’s in our boat. Life is a person. Truth has a Hand. Light is given.
This is the book that is being written.
Would you like to write a book too? I say, “Yes! Let’s write it today, publishing God’s great faithfulness and glory!”
Mark 4:35-41: “That day when evening came, he said to his disciples, “Let us go over to the other side.” Leaving the crowd behind, they took him along, just as he was, in the boat. There were also other boats with him. A furious squall came up, and the waves broke over the boat, so that it was nearly swamped. Jesus was in the stern, sleeping on a cushion. The disciples woke him and said to him, “Teacher, don’t you care if we drown?”
He got up, rebuked the wind and said to the waves, “Quiet! Be still!” Then the wind died down and it was completely calm.
He said to his disciples, “Why are you so afraid? Do you still have no faith?”
They were terrified and asked each other, “Who is this? Even the wind and the waves obey him!”