“But I’ll never write a book…!”
When I speak about writing, I’m often approached by someone, eyes downcast, voice barely above a whisper, who says, “I have stories to tell, but I could never write a book…” Others never come forward, but I’ve learned to recognize the look on their face: I’m not going be standing in front of God and everyone telling some story—not now, not ever.
That may be true, but that doesn’t discount the importance of our own personal stories and the importance of telling our personal stories. Those moments on a soccer sideline? Priceless. That time quilting for the homeless? Blessed. Today’s lunch with a co-worker whose life is in turmoil? Grace-filled.
Why tell our story?
Yes, I wrote a book. I have a stories that needed to be told. You do, too. God has plopped each one of us down in the middle of this life, in the middle of some very special people, people who need to see God in the love and grace abounding in your life back when, right now, and in times to come.
- Like the Patriarchs, you have been part of God’s great nation.
- Like the prophets you have been given a voice and a unique purpose.
- Like kings and queens, God has ruled your heart, enabling you to lead with confidence and wisdom.
- Like the disciples and apostles, God has sent you out as His witness. You and I have been called to His service—on that soccer sideline, in that quilting group, at that lunch. Yep, we’re part of His mission work—have been, are and will be.
Whether we’re standing in line at the grocery store (for me, not likely) or getting a facial (for me, more likely), we get to be God’s representative at that exact moment. Some will never see the inside of your church or any church, but they’ll see you and me. Some may never hear stories from the Bible, but they’ll hear your story and my story.
If they see it and hear it…
God needs us to be compelling examples of His love and grace. And to do that, we get to be our own loving, imperfect, dynamic, challenging, passionate, impatient selves, just the people God chose.
Our Father in Heaven knows each one of us. God knows how I have to have my nail polish match my toes, how I have to wear mascara to get the mail, how I hate to sweat, how I don’t camp. In His image He made us and against the backdrop of all humanity, He made us unique and uniquely His.
God knew I would try His patience and the patience of everyone around me. God knew He would have to pound out character flaws and recall not only my hip, but my attitude. God knew I would be a piece of work. But my shortcomings and failings are the very tools He needs for the work ahead.
You and I were blessed to be a blessing. God picked us for a special purpose. For me that purpose would require the talents and experiences of a middle-aged woman, someone who had known both joy and heartache, someone who had lived life to its fullest, yet also known the regret of a wasted moment, a neglected opportunity. He wanted my strengths and my weaknesses, my quirks and my flaws, my loves, my passions and even my ditziness.
God needs you, too. He needs everything that special about you, everything that makes you you. And He needs you to tell of it.
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Speaker | Writer | Author
Before my father died, he reminded me that Mom had asked me to write a book. At the time the boys were in college, and the notion of writing was unfathomable. Writers write books. By the time my boys were adults, I’d run out of excuses. I was also at that age when I could pause and reflect.
Fruit of My Spirit: Reframing Life in God’s Grace was my first publishing endeavor. My second was Signs in Life: Finding Direction in Our Travels with God. Both are collections of stories that tell of God’s love and faithfulness. Both tell of His remarkable grace and mercy.
When not writing, I serve as the Client Service Coordinator for The Planner’s Edge, an investment advisory firm in Washington state. I’m active in my church, serving on the Leadership Team and gathering with a wonderful group of ladies to study and giggle over lattes and chocolate. On my desk is a rock with the words “Choose Joy!” etched in it. It’s my inspiration for each day. As an author, it is my hope that my own words might share that joy we find together as children of God.
With Him, it can be so.
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