There is something so infinite about a blank piece of paper (or blog post).
The stories that could unfold are boundless.
Would it be a mystery? Would it be a melodrama? A comedy? A tragedy?
Would the words come together to create a masterpiece worthy of a great prize or would they settle at the apex of mere musings?
I currently feel like the Lord has placed a blank piece of paper in front of me. The thrill of that has only increased with the realization that He has not given me a pen. For the last two years, He has been writing a story in my life that I can only begin to imagine where He is going to take it. I sense that one chapter is about to end and another to begin. And though giving full control of the pen to God has not always been easy, the joy on the other side is worth it.
The Lord is the author and finisher of my faith, and it has taken quite a lot of faith to allow Him to continue to author my story. I can’t begin to fathom all the times I have given the storyline back to God and expected that to be the end or all the times I have said, “I must be going crazy.” However, with each passing challenge to continue to believe, my faith has grown. And as that faith has grown, the joy of watching God orchestrate this story increases.
Ephesians 3:14-21 encapsulates the story thus far. He has begun to root His love deeply within me as He shows me more and more that He DELIGHTS in writing a story that is beyond my current comprehension, that He THRILLS at showing me how much He can do the impossible, and that He is LOVE.
So, someday when I can fully share the story, the joy will be overflowing on the blank pages of what is to come.
Write on, Lord, write on.
