Lord God,

I sit here, fingers on keyboard, waiting. Waiting for direction. Waiting for words. I have been at this long enough to know that waiting is okay, but also long enough to know that to be a writer I have to write.

Today I am seeking direction. What do you want me to write, Father?

I know words are powerful, and very important to You. Your words brought the whole universe into being. You spoke, and it was so!

Your written word is our handbook. It is the place we find truth when there are so many lies.

One name you gave your son is, The Word. The Word is what makes it possible for me to come to you today. You sent The Word to live in us, with us. With Him I never have to do this life alone.

Oh, Father God, I am just a small dot on this big earth. Even so I know the words I speak can build or destroy. The words I write can encourage, or harm. And the words I write are a legacy that may continue long after I am gone.

Guide me, and help me today, and every day, when I sit down to write. Guide me to the words that will leave a legacy of love.

In Christ’s Name,

Amen

We can only keep going, after all, by the power of God,

who first saved us and then called us to this holy work.

We had nothing to do with it.

It was all his idea, a gift prepared for us in Jesus

long before we knew anything about it.

But we know it now.

               –2 Timothy 1:8-9