There is R&R (Rest and Recreation), and then there is R&W (Reading and Writing). At this time in my life, trials and all, whenever I read about friends’ and acquaintances’ stories of their R&R, sadness floods my heart. Rest I have in abundance, with accompanying discomforts, but resting in the Lord is another thing which I’m also blessed to experience. But recreation like the world defines it? Traveling and doing fun, great things that are exhilarating? I have not. Unless I count reading and writing as recreations, then, the Lord has made me rich in those areas.
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He has given me words.
Just after I received the Lord Jesus Christ as my Savior and slowly learned to surrender my life to Him, I had someone wipe out my book shelves and dump all the books into sacks and burned. Those were books about different religions, even strange ones, about psychology, diverse philosophies, beliefs, and new kinds of spirituality. Even if I wasn’t an expert in the Bible, I knew then that my “speculations” on these strange teachings and spirituality were wrong. They had not led me to the way of truth, but if they ever had done something, that was to lead me astray, be more confused than ever, and even gave me the license and justification to continue with my distorted personal life.
During the first few years after I received salvation, and as I battled the threats of death brought by my sickness, I only held and read the Word. During most of the day, as long as strength allowed it, I read chapter after chapter of God’s Word, like my life depended on it. And it did. It still does.
I plowed through verse upon verse, passage upon passage, diligently searching God’s words, His promises, for me to gain understanding, and I held onto them for hope, strength, wisdom, and healing.
…The words that I speak to you are spirit, and they are life. (John 6:63)
I also received gifts from beloved sisters in Christ, Christian devotional books and inspirational ones. I then learned to read outside of my Holy Bible, but being extra careful with what I read. These books brought deeper insights, widened my knowledge and understanding of the Lord Jesus and His teachings, inspired and enriched me in my walk of faith. I started to buy books again with diligent caution. Twice I bought Kindle books that promised to be excellent Christian reads, but when I found out that they taught a doctrine different from what I had received, I shut them without second thoughts and never opened them again. After this, the more I became extra cautious.
Do not be carried about with various and strange doctrines. For it is good that the heart be established by grace… (Heb. 13:9)
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Writing as God’s Calling
Around 2008 or 2009, I was sitting at our main door, forlorn and not feeling well, doing nothing but a lot of thinking. Suddenly a still small voice whispered, “Cheer up! Later, you will write about the birds that flutter in the trees and how comforting to watch them as they dart from one branch to another.” But I didn’t know where to send my essays and I didn’t know about this thing called blogging then, so they just stayed in my mind.
I love to write. Always have. When I was in grade school, I kept notebooks where I wrote poems. I wrote poems until I was already a career girl. I was editor-in-chief of our school paper in high school called The Far West, and later on in college, called The ChE Pipeline. But I didn’t pursue writing. I became a chemical engineer and loved my work. To God be the glory!
I believe that those early writing spells helped mold me into my blogging life now. But I also believe that it is what God has called me to do. At least for now that I can’t travel to testify and share the Gospel.
I love it that reading and writing always go together, like bread and butter. And I’m ever grateful that God gave me the gift of both.
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