Although it
may not seem like it to others, I have written some terrible stories. Stories
with things in it that should not have been written. You know, stuff that girls
think about that they shouldn’t. And I would read them every once in a while or
write more to them to “satisfy my flesh”.
The other
day, I was doing that and it made me (as it always does) discontent with my
family, and where God has placed me. The next day was Sunday, and God really
touched my heart with the message. Part of it was about what God will judge the
Churches in.
As I looked
at the list in my notes, I realized these were areas that God would judge
everyone in. I thought that was interesting. I gave several areas over to God
and asked Him specifically to fill my mind with his thoughts.
That night
as I started to do my devotions, I felt a tremendous burden on my heart. I
asked the Lord what it was, and instantly I knew, It was those stories. They
had vain imaginations and other things that were in them and I knew God wanted
me to give them up. I would try to justify my actions by saying, “I will
re-write them so they will be good.”
I struggled
with my flesh but, praise God, the Holy Spirit won. I asked Amanda to come with
me, (I had let her read some of them) and I apologized for being such a bad
example. I threw them away with Amanda as my witness, then I got on the
computer, didn’t even open the files, and deleted them.
It was not
an easy thing to do! I was very attached to them. They had some very good ideas
and content in them. But I used them as an excuse to stay a little worldly.
Now I have
committed all my writing, past, present, and future to the Lord. I promised God
I would not write anything except that which is glorifying and praising to
him. I cannot tell you how light and
free my heart felt. It’s as if I had been chained and did not know it until I
was free. I think I was. What do you think?
I know that
we girls who write get very attached to our stories. It was very hard for me,
and I didn’t want to do it in the least little bit. But I knew I could not be
the Daughter of Christ the Lord would want me to be.
So dear
girls, I encourage you, if this has struck a conscience, please deal with it
right away. Don’t read it one last time, or wait until tomorrow. The longer you
wait, the more you’re telling God, “I don’t want to draw closer to you yet.”
Though this is just one of the instances in which the devil can put a
stronghold, it will (not can, it will) hinder you in your growth in the
Lord.
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Posts from the Past
Every Wednesday I post something that I have written in the past. It may have been written a long time ago, or a very, very long time ago! :-D So please forgive any mistakes!
I threw away a story once. I think about it now and then, but, honestly, I don't miss it now. I figure that God gave me a writing gift, which means I'll always have the tools I need to write a better story. That does not mean that every story in need of improvement is fit for the dustbin, but it does mean that considering each story's impact is necessary. The reader will learn *something* from the story. The question is: Are our stories teaching about things that are misleading and shallow, or edifying and worthwhile?
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