Why Do I Write?

I write because He is asking me to write.

I write because I have so many questions. I write because life doesn’t make sense. I write because the world is hurting and broken. I write because I’m hurting and broken too. I write because I see the deep sadness in people’s eyes. I write because I hear the longing in their voices… the longing for life to make sense. And I write because I feel sadness and longing too.

I just want to know why I’m living. I want to know why God gave me breath. I want to know why He wrote my story. Because, if I can simply understand why, than I can do it with joy.

I just need to know that it will make sense in the end. I need to know there is a purpose.

And so I write. I write because He is slowly answering my questions. I write because He is making sense of it for me. I write because He is the healer of all my hurting and He is shining Light into all my brokenness. I write because He is bringing joy to my sadness. I write because He is becoming the “more” that my heart is longing for.

I write because it’s beginning to make sense. And I write because I want to see the joy, life, and peace He’s giving me in your eyes too. I want to hear that your heart is becoming deeply rooted in His purposes for you. I write because I want your longing to be fulfilled as well. I write because I want you to know there is Hope.

“Thy Word is a lamp unto my feet, and a Light unto my path.“ Psalm 119:105

You can count on His Voice to be true.

I hope I point you to His Word.

I searched for too long in all the wrong places. There are many voices out there. Voices that promise to make you feel better. Voices that promise to bring healing to your pain. Voices that promise it’s not your fault. Voices that promise success. Voices that promise isolation from the mess.

“Every Word of God is pure: He is a shield unto them that put their trust in Him.” Proverbs 30:5

When I finally picked my Bible up off my night stand, read it, and lived it – that’s when it all finally began making sense.

When I realized that I was the sinner and Jesus was my Redeemer, there was finally hope. When I believed His commands and started obeying them – actually applying them to my daily frustrations and problems – the Christian life started coming alive for me. When I grabbed hold of repentance and saw my pride and selfishness – that’s when roadblocks that had always been holding me back began dissolving.

When I finally began to know the Truth, it set me free! John 8:32 wasn’t just a pretty-sounding verse after all. The Word of God was becoming powerful and sharp – revealing my evil thoughts and intentions that I never before was free enough to see. (Hebrews 4:12)

The Word has all the answers for Life. It tells us why we, though we were created in the image of God, have the issues that we have. It explains the sadness and longing in our hearts.

We were created for more after all!

Thanks to the enemy and our sinful nature, it was all ruined. God’s perfect world was destroyed. And that’s what we’re experiencing every single day – a ruined world.

“For all have sinned and come short of the glory of God.” Romans 3:23

We’re so right when we feel that our life is a ruined mess and displaying a lot less than the glory of God.

But I’m so excited. It makes my heart skip a beat.

THERE IS HOPE.

You are not stranded in the ugliness of sin and sickness.

We certainly won’t avoid sin and its consequences. But as soon as we recognize that we are captive to its grip, and victims of its consequences…..

That’s when the real story begins. That’s when God comes in. That’s when He can make it beautiful.

“And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to His purpose.” Romans 8:28

Do you love God?

If your answer is yes, all your “stuff” can be made into something beautiful.

But the first question is this.

Do you love God?

With all your heart, soul, mind, and strength?

(Matthew 22:37)