Lord, am I hearing you correctly? You want me to write? To whom? About what? Who am I to talk to others with any authority on who you are? Yet, I hear the quiet voice, saying, “yes”- Write what you know about me as your father. Talk about being my daughter so that anyone who reads your words will know that a relationship with God is possible. Speak of the love we share. Tell of the time we spend together and the lessons you’ve learned. Be transparent about your pain so that others won’t feel alone. Remove the filters, let down your guard, let others hear the story I have woven for you. The triumphs that have made you proud and eager to share, but also the trials that have left you on your knees wondering if you would ever succeed. Tell of the peace that comes from trusting and letting go, but also the many times that the peace didn’t come right away. You have a story to tell, not as a teacher, but as a friend. A co-traveler. Your mission is only to talk about your relationship with me. No lofty goals of transforming the lives of millions, just the reassurance that people aren’t alone. Nothing more, nothing less. Trust that I will give you the words, for it is my story too.
Philippians 2:13 –For it is God who is working in you both to will and to work according to his good purpose.
Colossians 2:2-3 I want their hearts to be encouraged and joined together in love, so that they may have all the riches of complete understanding and have the knowledge of God’s mystery —Christ. In him are hidden all the treasures of wisdom and knowledge.