My dream is becoming less and less about writing.
Growing up, it was my everything.
But as the years have worn on, and God has carved my path, I’ve realized how this gift is less about my dream and more about His.
And there’s a fair amount of grief involved in something like that.
BUT there’s also a ton of blessing. I’ve been able to help others bring their stories to life. I’ve been asked to walk others through this writing process. I’ve given away countless books, praying that something in them has changed a person’s mind and heart.
And I’ve been given the great gift of an outlet.
I don’t hold on to fear or bitterness or anger. I have a way to bring it all to Jesus’s feet. I’m grateful for that, and as the years wear on, I pray I can do even more, showing others that the hurt in their heart exists much better as truth on the page.
And all because I’m finally understanding what it means to no longer seek the approval of man, but of God alone.
“Am I now trying to win the approval of human beings, or of God? Or am I trying to please people? If I were still trying to please people, I would not be a servant of Christ.”
– Galatians 1:10
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