“Forget the former things; do not dwell on the past. See, I am doing a new thing! Now it springs up; do you not perceive it? I am making a way in the wilderness and streams in the wasteland.” (Isaiah 43:18-19)
Write about what you know. Write about what you know. Maybe if I write this over and over I can come up with something I know. When you live most of your life thinking you know something, or you know a lot, you often get to a place where the prideful and arrogant attitudes of your character catch up with you. Then the pendulum swings the other direction and your knowledge base, or any wisdom you thought you had, becomes like a troubling disease filling your mind with doubt and unbelief. You’ve written before and people have responded, you think you have something good to say. The mind continues to bring to the surface these insecurities followed by prideful notions that you do have something to say. Back and forth. Back and forth. Do you follow the pride or do you follow the insecurities and lies you have mistaken for humility?
The hard thing about a creative soul is the fight against being seen and regarded for your craft. Your intentions start out good. I want to have a voice to help others quickly turns into how many views did I have today? How many shares did I have today? And when the numbers are low, the mind wanders. How can I control this? How can I create controversy to get readers? How can I be more like her? What is the formula?
The truth is He has something different for you. He has something He purposed just for you. He can’t wait to show you. He can’t wait to see you light the flame of faith you blew out because you were looking all around you at everyone else. This light will show you. This light is not about you. It’s about him. His story in you coming out as words on to paper. He will use your voice if you give it to him. He will make a way for others to hear you. He will not stop, only you can stifle the growth. He is doing something new. Don’t be afraid to give up everything you have thought, written or said. Don’t be afraid of a new and better voice. Don’t be afraid to start over, straight from birth.
Give it all up again. The gifting, the talent, the knowledge. The pride, the fear, the insecurity. The lies, the unbelief and the doubt. Don’t give in to the quit. Give in to the rebirth. Tell him again you want him to be in charge of your words to paper. Tell him again you want him in charge of your life. Make room for him in that mind so His truth washes away the unstable roots you thought were faith.
“Enlarge the place of your tent, stretch your tent curtains wide, do not hold back; lengthen your cords, strengthen your stakes.” (Isaiah 54:2)
What I hear is God saying, “Make a place for me. You need more of me and less of you. Your words will not hold down the paper as stakes hold down your tent without the complete inhabitance of my being. When it is I holding your tents wide that which flows out will not be of you, but of me. What are you letting into your tent? I am more than enough to fill your dwelling with comfort, peace and grace. This is the new thing.”
The God who is enough. The God who formed your creative soul and wants so desperately to use it for His good.
“Taste and see that the Lord is good; blessed is the one who takes refuge in him.” (Psalm 34:8)