I remember walking down the street way back in October, and men were vigorously at work, removing the top layer of soil beneath the trees on Park Avenue in New York City. I asked them what they were planting. One worker dug his hand into large green plastic bag and lifted a handful of bulbs.
Those bulbs were nourished by soil, frozen by winter’s cold, heated by spring’s sun, and moistened by water. As I walk down the streets today, six months later, I see the yellow fruits of nature’s labor blowing in the wind: hundreds of slanted daffodils bringing beauty, hope, and joy to countless pedestrians and drivers.
The scene reminds me of the poem, “The Daffodils,” by William Wordsworth, which my teacher assigned me to memorize when I was in third grade:
I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed—and gazed—but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:
For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils
Yes, I am a witness to the beauty that a crowd of daffodils can provide. Much like the speaker on his couch, as I write this blog at my table and envision the scene on the Avenue, I am reminded of Wordsworth’s daffodil joy.
I am also reminded of a biblical truth that David so poetically conveys in Psalms 1 where he compares the blessed person to a “tree planted by rivers of water that brings forth its fruit in its season. Its leaf also shall not wither and whatsoever he does shall prosper” (Psalms 1:3-4 NIV). A tree by the river will surely have its roots nourished, and David’s tree experiences a level of prosperity in that it produces the leaves in the proper season.
I aim to be like Wordsworth’s daffodils and David’s tree. I try to keep myself rooted in waters that replenish my spirit so that I can continue to be effective. This has been my practice in days past and moving forward. I understand that all of my future successes are still grounded in where I am planted.
As a result, I pray often—in the morning, afternoon, evening. I can walk down the street and say a one-sentence prayer: “Dear Lord, help me to say the right words in this conversation I am about to have.” I could read scripture, reminding myself of the power and love of Jesus. I could read a book about the holiness of God. I could listen to a sermon or to gospel music. I could ask God for forgiveness.
That is to say that when I stay close to God, then at the right time, everything that God has guided me to do will come to fruition—but in God’s time.
My prayer: Lord, help me to stay planted in you so that I can be and do all that you have called me to do.
Question: What steps do you take in order to remain planted?
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Lately, one of my recurring fantasies involves being called into my boss’s office after she receives my letter of resignation.
“I understand that you’re leaving us,” she says, as I sit in front of her desk.
“Yes, ma’am,” I say. “I’ve been working really hard on my writing business for the past year or so, and the last few months, it has gone through the roof. I’m going to be a full-time author.”
She congratulates me, says how much I will be missed – blah, blah, blah – and I walk out, barely able to feel my feet touching the ground. People in surrounding offices watch me leave, wondering what the big, beaming smile on my face is all about.
Ah, yes, I dream of that day.
It has been more than 10 years ago now, I guess, since I wrote and self-published my first book, Finding God in Texas, without having a clue about what I was doing. I did a little research, found CreateSpace, and painstakingly went through the process of formatting my manuscript, proofing, reformatting, proofing some more, reformatting again, and designing what I know now was a terrible cover, and finally submitting everything for publication.
When my book finally went live on amazon, I was so excited. I couldn’t believe I actually had a book for sale on the Internet. Nevermind that it sold something like 30 or 40 copies over the next five or six years or whatever, mostly to myself, friends and family members. It was really cool, and I was pretty proud.
Time went on, and then one day about two years ago, I happened to see something on Facebook about a brand-new publishing company that was looking for editors, proofreaders, audiobook narrators and such. Anyone interested was asked to send an e-mail explaining what type of work they were interested in and why they were qualified to do it.
I was looking to make some extra money, so I responded; one thing led to another, and I was hired to proofread books as the final step in the publication process. I mentioned that I had published my own book, and asked the guys who owned the company if they’d like to take a look at it. They said, sure; and to my surprise, they liked it, and wanted to redesign and reissue the thing, which now has a beautiful cover, a much better title: Finding God: An Exploration of Spiritual Diversity in America’s Heartland; and has sold a lot more than three dozen copies.
That encouraged me to finish another manuscript I had started and let these guys take a look at it. A short time later, an incredible cover proof showed up in my e-mail inbox for me to approve, and Camino: Laughter and Tears along Spain’s 500-mile Camino de Santiago was released.
Since then, I’ve added six more titles to my inventory, and my sales consistently are up and down, putting a little extra cash in my bank account each month, but nowhere near enough for me to “retire” and make a living as a full-time author.
However, one of the guys who started the publishing company that got me started is now helping me through the process of launching my own writing and consulting business that one day soon will make that dream of walking into my boss’s office and floating back out a reality.
It is A LOT of work, and something that still seems a little out-of-reach sometimes. But my publishing friend and others believe in me, and so I must also believe in myself.
There are those negative voices in my head fighting to elbow their way up front, but I keep pushing them back with positive thoughts and hard work.
I believe it will happen, and I am going to give it my best shot.
You Will Love These...
The holidays were upon us, and I was excited to be taking my annual Christmas vacation. My husband and I finished our final shopping. My sons zoomed around the house, eating up everything in sight as fast as we could prepare it. My daughter and I watched Christmas movies unless if we weren’t in the kitchen baking and listening to Christmas songs. All in all, it was a wonderful time of the year for my family.
After the New Year, I returned to work refreshed and ready to tackle the mounds of work I knew would be waiting. As usual, my inbox (electronic and physical) would be overflowing literally and figuratively. It didn’t matter because I had two and a half weeks of rest time to see me through and a positive mindset accompanying me.
Unbeknownst to me, my world was about to be turned upside down. How would I be able to continue writing my books, hosting my personal blog, writing for two other companies’ blogs, and marketing myself when I had lost everything that meant anything to my writing world?
During mid-January, I learned that somehow I had missed a couple of very important emails from one of my company’s vendors. These emails contained several invoices for the final quarter of the year. Apparently, the emails had been sent during October.
Rewind the tape to October.
It’s the busiest time of year for me at work. I have to provide budget reports, input budget data for the upcoming fiscal year, and provide other annual financial reports for twenty-two branch locations. Not to mention my daily responsibilities, and I was training my new manager on the accounting software.
Those missed emails turned into a fiasco. The vendor never reached out to me prior to January to determine why I had not replied to their emails or why they had not received payment. I had requested all vendors send a final statement of outstanding invoices to me in December and again at the first of January. The revelation of missed invoices was a shock to me, my boss, and our client.
Someone had to take the blame. I lost all three of my work-from-home days and was now required to come into the office daily. I was angry and bitter. All of the relaxation and restoration I had received over my two-and-a-half week holiday was out the window. I wanted to quit my job and I blamed the world. I could not fathom why the vendor would not provide the information requested, and why they waited so long to follow up about payment. I would not comprehend how losing my work-from-home days would resolve anything. I did not understand how the same people who, weeks before had previously discussed my exemplary performance over the last five years, could now hold my toes to the fire.
My husband kept me strong through this period. He knew what I had given to my job. He saw the commitment and dedication I poured into everything I did. He continued to speak words of encouragement and faith to me. Some days I could receive it, and other days I could not.
I pulled away from every project I worked on with the exception of the blogs. I had made a commitment to two companies, which I would honor; and I had two annual events featuring other authors on my blog. I poured myself into making sure those commitments went off without a hitch. Yet, as time went on, I realized my heart and soul was not into everything as it once had been.
During this time, my prayers were routine and my study of the Bible had begun to decline. I continued to read it daily, but I was not studying His Word to show myself approved (2 Timothy 2:15). Hopelessness rose within me as I began losing several hours per week to a commute, which could have been spent writing. Productivity declined with the multiple interruptions. I simply could not focus. At home, my office is quiet and efficient with no distractions. Tired at the end of the day from the commute and everything required at the office, I felt as if I had no time to create and market my products. Toss in spending time with my family, writing’s pretty much out the door. I needed hope in what appeared to be a hopeless situation.
One day, my husband spoke to me and helped me to understand that I must fight even harder. I must fight the good fight and not give in to the negative energy threatening to consume me. Meditating on Jeremiah 29:11, Matthew 11:28-30, and Romans 8:28 gave me comfort and hope. Psalm 147:3 brought me light. He promised to heal me!
(Want more? Continue reading Chelle’s story in the next article, “Following the Truth.”)
I did not want to admit that something had to give. I honestly wanted to prove that I could continue to operate at a successful level with all the changes occurring in my life. My family was my support system during this time; they prayed for me and spoke words of encouragement to me. Yet, I was not happy. I did not want to make these changes. I had just begun to see some growth in my brand. Now it appeared as if all was lost. I felt like a failure because I had not continued to provide the stellar performance my company had grown used to receiving from me.
My Heavenly Father would begin to offer me guidance and direction. He used my husband to encourage and strengthen me. At the same time, He was using a new acquaintance to equip me to empower myself. I have never spoken to or met Felecia Killings a day in my life at this point. I had never shared with her my burden. Honestly, I was so hurt and disappointed that I had not even shared it with my own parents. I had taken on a project to blog for LiyahAmore Publishing. The projects she began to give to me spoke to my heart and the issues I had been dealing with both on the job and at home.
As I wrote articles like “The Beauty of a Woman,” “The Strength of a Woman,” and “Pursuing Your Dreams,” and I knew it was Almighty God leading me to deal with my issues. He used the one tool, one of the primary gifts He had endowed me with to initiate my healing: my writing. “Fighting the Evil Within” was an article I wrote in which I ministered more to myself than anyone else. That article helped me to release some of the hurt and pain I suffered from losing my work-from-home days. It helped me to soothe over the wounded feelings I had from feeling as if some had lost faith in my work at the office.
Although I was writing these articles, my constant companion, “doubt,” was always hanging around, having her say. She wanted me to believe I had no authority to write these articles. Why should I write them when I was struggling with these very issues? Why should I write them when I was going through the storm and had not come out of victoriously? Why should I create something to minister to others when I was weak in those exact areas?
Then I had to recall what the Sovereign Lord says about me. I am a child of the Most High God (John 1:12). I have wisdom, righteousness, holiness, and redemption (1 Corinthians 1:30). I am free in Christ, no longer burdened by the yoke of slavery (Galatians 5:1). I am holy and without blame in His sight (Ephesians 1:4).
I began to understand that there was no better person to write these articles than myself. If for no other reason than to receive healing, I needed to write these articles. Yet, I also needed to share some of my words and hurt in the hopes of helping someone else find healing and inspiration. I was chosen to create these articles and have them posted for this specific blog because I am His creation, designed to produce works that are good and that bring Him glory (Ephesians 2:10).
The more I found myself writing these articles for LiyahAmore Publishing, the more I wanted to write to glorify our Father, to find internal healing, and to inspire other people. As I continued writing for LiyahAmore Publishing, the more I began questioning other projects I had taken on and thinking about my walk with Christ. I knew that some things would have to give because they were not leading me in the direction I knew I needed to grow my brand.
When I make a commitment, I refuse to back out, wanting to see a project through until the end. Yet, a phrase I heard a long time ago continued popping into my head: “If you find yourself in the middle of something and realize God isn’t in it, it’s okay to explain that, back out, and leave.” Basically, our purpose and destiny are in jeopardy whenever we choose to ignore the urgings of Holy Spirit or the voice of the Lord. Unfortunately, many of us do it daily and justify it.
When we are convicted about our spirit of error we operate in, we should turn from disobedience. I needed to confess my wrongdoing in ignoring His Word. If we confess our sins, he is faithful and just and will forgive us our sins and purify us from all unrighteousness” (1 John 1:9).
(Feeling inspired? Continue reading more of Chelle’s story in the next article, “When the Passion and the Calling Conflict.”)
My convictions led me to making the decision to terminate my working relationship with another blog I was working for. In constant turmoil, I weighed the pros and cons of my decisions. I thought about how kind and friendly the team was, and how I only wanted what was best for them. Alternatively, I thought about how some things did not align with my goals and visions. I considered how open the company was to bringing me on. Yet, there were restrictions on what I could write to avoid offending others whose religious beliefs may differ from my own. I respected everything about the other company; yet, I knew it was not my assignment.
I thought my calling and the work I was purposed to do was changing. Perhaps it had always been the same. I was just beginning to recognize it. I had to begin to deal with some truths about my own behaviors and attitudes in life. No longer could I justify everything that the Lord called unacceptable. I had to take responsibility and obey the Lord’s instructions, for I desired His blessings upon my life and not the curses (Deuteronomy 28).
I finally committed to terminating my work with the other company after much discussion with my husband and prayer. Yet, before I approached them, I wanted to provide enough content to see them through the remainder of the month. It was the right thing to do. It was the professional thing to do. Professionalism is a very important factor to me. Even in the midst of everything I was going through on my job, I maintained professionalism (Colossians 3:23).
With that thought in mind, I began crafting content for the other company’s blog. I wanted to ensure that I did not leave them in a bind. During this time, I had taken on another project outside of my blog, my books, and LiyahAmore’s blog. I decided to write for the sister blog, AmoreSpeaks.
I know this sounds insane when I’m already complaining about a lack of time. Yet, I felt the need to become a part of that team. It was on me so strong, despite the fact that I ignored the original post Felecia placed on Facebook. When I saw it a second time, I casually questioned her about the new blog and the requirements. After receiving information, I was determined this was not something I needed or wanted to do. Or at least that’s what I tried to convince myself.
Yet, it would not let me go. I thought about it again and had difficulty ignoring the posts. Once again, I was in discussion with my husband. Did he think I was crazy? Yep, and still does! But he’s always been my number one fan and cheering section, believing in me when I did not believe in myself. Perhaps at this juncture in the relationship (20 years and married 12 ½) I have driven him crazy. Needless to say, he agreed with my direction and I communicated to Felecia my interest.
What I have not mentioned is that just before this, I was requested to partake in another writing project. My writing to-do list was growing daily. I still needed to provide the remainder of the month of blog content for the company I was leaving, articles for LiyahAmore and AmoreSpeaks, format contributed posts for my own blog, manage my books and marketing, and finish the other writing project. None of the things I have mentioned include my family or day job.
Why could I not walk away? I have a passion for writing. I need it the way some people need oxygen and love. It was the way my Master created me.
“For You created my inmost being; You knit me together in my mother’s womb. 14 I praise You because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; Your works are wonderful, I know that full well” (Psalm 139:13-14).
(Continue Chelle’s story in “Leaning on His Strength.”)
Approaching Resurrection Sunday meant multiple weekly rehearsals for my children as they prepared to serve on their various ministries. There was shopping to be done along with our daily household, school, and work duties for the family. The burden of my constant stream of “yeses” weighed on me.
The night of Monday, March 21st, on my daughter’s sixteenth birthday, I sat in my home office, thinking of what lay ahead of me. We had just come off a celebratory weekend, and the rush was starting again. I had just created and uploaded six articles for the other company, I needed five for my blog, two for LiyahAmore, eight for Amore Speaks, the other writing project, and I needed to market my own books.
As the anxiety began to creep up on me, Philippians 4:13 popped into my head. A smile came over my face, and my shoulders began to lower from being hunched around my ears. I swiveled my chair around and reached for my Bible on to my left. My heart beat rapidly as my eyes landed on the highlighted Scripture: “I can do all this through Him who gives me strength.”
My thoughts turned towards my husband and children, who had patiently sacrificed much time with me. They are my support system, and no matter what, they always come through for me. I realize they often sacrifice time for me when I take on a writing expedition. Yet, they’re always waiting in the wings patiently for me to return to them. It occurred to me as I prepared to embark on an encounter to turn my writing in a new direction and to continue strengthening my platform that I needed to create balance for them and my relationship with the Lord.
That’s what Philippians 4:13 meant to me. He is always several steps ahead of us, planning and preparing the way. Where I felt overwhelmed with the tasks in front of me, He was sending reassurance that I was going to be okay. He’s got me covered, because I’m His princess. I’m a daughter of the King of Kings. I am on the right track. I simply need to put Him first in all things, then my family, and everything else is guaranteed to fall into place.
I went back to my husband and he inquired on my progress with all of my projects. After I updated him, as is typical of him, he smiles and says, “Girl, you got this. Take a moment to breathe.” That’s what I did. He went into Papa mode and began focusing everything around me to assist me in completing my tasks. Each afternoon when I returned from work, he would ask how I was coming along with the writing project and my blog posts. He made sure I had opportunity to focus and complete my tasks.
My children would find their way to me wherever I was working. Whether it was in the bedroom, my office, the living room, or kitchen, they would come and share stories about their day and other anecdotes. All the while, they patiently watched me work. Here and there I would look up and respond to their questions or ask a question about something they said. It was in that moment I realized that although I’m swamped with projects, I don’t have to be absent from them. I won’t take for granted the time I have to spend with them. I can work and be present in that very moment with my husband and kids. Because I truly can do all things through Christ because He strengthens me (Philippians 4:13).
(It keeps getting better! Read more of Chelle’s story in the following article, “Moving into the Gift.”)
An author friend reached out to me to invite me to speak to a book club at a local library in the Metro Atlanta area. Excited and overjoyed, of course I said yes. It would be my first speaking engagement about my books.
And then…panic set in.
I thought about how I had not replenished my stock of books in some time. I began to think about how introverted I am and the thought of speaking to a group of people unnerves me. I’ve done it before and received great accolades, but this was new. This time, I would be speaking to a group of unknown people about something that means the world to me. Will there be a friendly face in the crowd? Will they be intrigued or want to learn more or purchase my books? Would my book order arrive in time? Would my preparation be sufficient?
Here I was, again, in the midst of tackling too many things. Typically, when this occurs, anxiety takes over. Yet, this time I had a backup plan. Every time fear tried to raise its ugly head, I had to bring it down to remind it that it was no longer my best friend. Tired of the years of disappointment, guilt, and shame that fear added onto me, we needed to go our separate ways. Yet, it wasn’t going down that easily. It tried to assert its authority over me. But I had to remind it I had authority over fear. “I have given you authority to trample on snakes and scorpions and to overcome all the power of the enemy; nothing will harm you” (Luke 10:19).
Fear wanted to know who it had been replaced by. I had to introduce it to my new best friend, “Faith.” He didn’t like her too much, but each time he tried to take over, Faith came stepping in faithfully. She would come through a Scripture, or a positive thought, or a word of encouragement from my husband. She reminded me of Philippians 4:13 repeatedly. She let me know I was born to do this. The very thing I had been praying about--growing in my writing career--was beginning to blossom. Instead of me taking others’ emotions on a rollercoaster ride, one page at a time (my tagline), I am preparing to cruise on a voyage.
It was interesting that the opportunity had come for me to speak with this group. Prior to this, I had been planning a multi-author book signing event for me and approximately twenty other authors. I expected that event to be easier because I will not be alone; yet, there have been challenges even with it. Nevertheless, I realize that my Heavenly Father was opening doors for me. Going to this book club discussion allowed me the opportunity to build relationships, not only for this discussion, but possibly for a future signing and anything else I wanted to do in conjunction with them. I also realized He was preparing me for something greater by starting a little smaller. In time, if I follow His way, He will lead me into great things using my gift.
“A man's gift makes room for him and brings him before great men” (Proverbs 18:16).
(Read more of Chelle's story in the next article, "The Birthing of a New Thing.")
Resurrection Sunday passed and the children’s performances were awesome! I had met each deadline with the support of the Lord, my husband, and children. There will always be deadlines, obstacles, and challenges. I will continue to meet them throughout this life I have been blessed with. I will rise victorious as long as I trust my Lord.
My family is an indomitable powerhouse of support and love. The gift I have to entertain the emotions through the weaving of my tales, to inspire with a word of encouragement from on high, and the propensity to motivate with an empowering word comes from my Heavenly Father. Yet, I could not do any of this without the support of my family. As they step in to cook, clean, or perform menial tasks that mean the world to me, I receive what I need to thrive. They surround me daily with their love and affections. And as it has been my turn to be on the receiving end of all of this, I also understand that I have to give that back to them.
My husband is venturing into a different aspect of his career. He taught me to have belief in my ability, skills, and gift through his belief. Now it’s my turn to give back. I have seen the amazing things he has done in the lives of others as he has taught us to believe in ourselves and sacrificed for our greater good over the last twenty years. The support and sacrifice he gives me, our families, and friends he will now need. To provide this, it’s time for me to bring balance to my chaos.
With the arrival of spring break, there was no better time to recreate my writing life. Just as I took the Christmas holiday to implement a new plan for a new year, I will do some spring cleaning, both literally and figuratively now. I will look for ways to organize this “writer’s life” of mine so I can get the most out of it. I came into the New Year, staggering from the blow I was rendered at my job. But I will take this time to transform lemons into lemonade.
We have gone through some rocky times over the last few years, but we are rebounding. He has been turning things in our favor, working them for our good (Romans 8:28). Our lack of planning and poor organization has taken us through some twists and turns in this life. Yet, we can accomplish great things with His help. I believe we are coming into new revelations and blessings now that we have gone through some storms. I have only mentioned one of the major storms our family experienced. Another was our house fire, which left us traveling like vagabonds for six months from September 2014 to February 2015.
None of that matters any more. We went through the storms and He was our Shelter and our Refuge. Our Heavenly Father supplied every need according to His riches in glory by Jesus (Philippians 4:19). On the other side of the storms, there are ways being made; there are doors being opened; blessings are being poured out from Heaven’s open windows. We have grown stronger as a family, and our eyes have been opened to our own individual ways that we need to change. Now, He has something greater in store.
“Eye has not seen, nor ear heard, nor have entered into the heart of man the things which God has prepared for those who love Him” (1 Corinthians 2:9).
(Follow through as Chelle concludes her triumphant story in “Fleshing Ideas for the Future” and “The Point of It All.”)
With the January incident on my job, my need to create a writing career that could sustain my family and me was affirmed. I had previously read about pitching articles to magazines in LaShaunda Hoffman’s, “Building Online Relationships: One Reader at a Time.” With all the ideas rolling around in my head about my writing career, I resolved to implement a plan to pull them together and execute them.
One such example came from the company I blog for. LiyahAmore Publishing was seeking an administrator for its Facebook page. I took on the role of being one of those administrators. (As an aside, you may want to check out that page and become one of our literary partners. We share excellent content for writers and those networking in the writing and publishing industry.)
During the first week, we created content to share that went along with the page’s mission. The second week, we shared content along the guidelines of becoming a writing entrepreneur. This provided me with the opportunity to refocus my thoughts and begin to set aside some goals for myself to enhance my writing, build my brand, and strengthen my platform that would help me take advantage of writing opportunities.
There were a few areas under major consideration for me: monetizing my own blog (Beautifully Inspired Blog), writing articles, playwriting, and ghostwriting. There’s still a question mark over ghostwriting. I understand it’s a difficult area to break into and I’m uncertain how much time I will have to pour into something that may or may not be fruitful for my efforts. Monetizing my blog is something I have quite often considered, especially when I first began blogging. This is an area I will research more thoroughly and continue to apply my time and efforts into as I build the blog’s following.
Perhaps the most intriguing possibility to me is writing articles for magazines. I have conducted extensive research on the possibility of creating my own magazine, including the content I would have to offer, gaining subscribers, and offering advertising. That idea was placed on the back burner for a while, but it’s been steaming up again, calling out for attention. I believe when we have special urgings and stirrings on the inside of us, they are not to be ignored. We have various gifts that have been bestowed upon us by our Heavenly Father. These gifts are to be used to be a blessing to others that our Sovereign Lord may be glorified, and not placed on a shelf and hidden from the world (Matthew 5:14-16).
Magazine writing and developing, ghostwriting, blogging, and playwriting requires organization. I am creating and implementing a method that will allow me to create enough content in advance, affording me the opportunity to return to my first love…novels. In that area as well as others, I am traipsing down a different road, but it’s a road that I have been led down for quite some time. I have seen all the road signs and markings leading me in the right direction, but wild child that I am, I chose to venture down the path covered with thickets and thorns. My curiosity wondered what was down those paths. Finding nothing of interest or true value, I am turning to follow the light that leads me to His way.
“But you are a chosen people, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, God's special possession, that you may declare the praises of him who called you out of darkness into his wonderful light.” (1 Peter 2:9).
(The Conclusion: The Point of It All.)
I have always been a spontaneous person, or as my self-given, Native American name suggests, “She who flows with the wind.” That attitude has cost me dearly. One thing I have learned is that I can continue to be who I am. I don’t have to give up on me or my choices if I simply stand still and trust in the Lord. As I progress down this new venture I am setting forth for myself, I am excited because the future looks so brilliant.
When I was a child, the book of Revelation always scared me. I did not want to think about punishment or gloom and doom. It was always read to me with a voice of doom and trepidation; therefore, I learned to read it that way as well. Over the last couple of weeks, when I was experiencing my own turmoil about scheduling, family, and obligations, my Adonai (Lord) has given me a revelation about my writing.
After praying and receiving a revelation about what I should be writing versus what I had been writing, I was led to Revelation 21:5, which reads: “He Who was seated on the throne said, ‘I am making everything new!’ Then He said, ‘Write this down, for these words are trustworthy and true.’” I printed the Scripture and placed it in front of my desk so I would stay focused on His will for me.
We all receive various interpretations when we read the Bible and what it means to our lives.
I believe He was leading me to understand that He wanted to do a new thing with this gift He has given to me. It is leading me to explore and meditate on His Word more. And as He is leading me in this new path, I often feel my spirit leap for joy when I think about writing inspirational and healing articles, blogging for Christian platforms such as LiyahAmore, writing devotionals, creating plays for my church, and creating more Women’s Christian Fiction novels.
He opened my eyes through this process to show me that He wanted to do a new thing in my life. He has given me the gift to do what He has called me to do, and He will give me the strength and opportunity to follow through and obey Him. He will empower me to be the wife and mother I need to be without letting my family down. Best of all, He is using these gifts and talents to bring healing and inspiration to others and to glorify His name. I know that the Lord is showing Himself as Yahweh-M’Kaddesh in my life. That name simply means, “The Lord Who Sanctifies, and Makes Holy.” No one else can do this but Him. Read Leviticus 20:8 and Ezekiel 37:28.
I have always been a free-flowing spirit as I stated earlier. I failed to tame this spirit, embracing my spontaneity throughout the years. Unfortunately, that was not always in my best interest, nor that of my family. When you have this undisciplined and selfish attitude, it teaches those under you that it is acceptable. As I write all of the new creations He is leading me to, He is healing me, freeing me, and inspiring me to help others who operate in a spirit of error and confusion. As I continue down this path of blogging and writing articles, I can only pray that my journey and my tales will inspire, empower, and heal you as well.
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