Words

She had loved reading for as long as she could remember. She had loved writing almost as long. She began writing when she was 14, coinciding interestingly, she thought, with the year she became a Christian. In reflecting back after many years, she thinks there must be a spiritual connection to her writing. 

Her first attempts were poems, interspersed with the copying of song lyrics from her favorite albums, Sweet Baby James and Carol King’s Tapestry. She loved the way songs were poetry. She loved the written word and the meanings behind the written words. 

Quiet times walking in nature are her favorites. Listening to birds, feeling a breeze, feeling the sun shining warm on her face, the sound and refreshment of rain. . . these all speak to her of God and His presence, of what is real. . . of what matters. 

Her jobs in the corporate world stole away her peace, her knowledge of what is true and important. The one minute manager types looked down at her shoes and not in her eyes, always  trying to take away her confidence and strength. However, that was long ago. . .

Working in a corporate environment and driving on a highway, at speeds to pass 18 wheelers, are places she doesn’t believe human beings were created to be. Artificial places necessitating artificial actions and attitudes, adding unnecessary stresses to our lives.

Is it possible to live a life outside of these? She teaches now. She enjoys the creativity and love she brings to her work. For her next long road trip, she determines to find backroads to get her safely to her destination. 

She doesn’t know if it’s the warmth of the coffee or the warmth of the cup in her hands or both, but sitting quietly in the mornings, with her coffee and devotional books is her favorite time of day. Her time with the Lord, looking to Him and seeking His face, can bring tears to her eyes! The power of God’s word is always an amazement to her. If she is feeling chaos. . . it brings calm. If she is feeling worried. . . it brings peace. If she is afraid. . . it brings trust. If she is filled with the lies of this world. . . it brings truth. If she feels alone. . . it brings comfort.

She truly believes that one day, we will all see Jesus in all of His majesty and holiness. We will see that He created all things and is in all things. We will see with our own eyes, hear with our own ears and know in our own hearts that Christ indeed is the Word and was in the beginning with God, and He is God. We will see that He is light itself and life itself. She prays that each of her children and grandchildren will have the joy of knowing Christ on this earth and in heaven. 

John 1:1-5

In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. 2 He was in the beginning with God. 3 All things came into being through Him, and apart from Him [b]not even one thing came into being that has come into being. 4 In Him was life, and the life was the Light of mankind. 5 And the Light shines in the darkness, and the darkness did not grasp it.