Today I want to tell you a story.
Many years ago a woman came home from church and took a nap. Her son was cranky
so he slept with her. While she was asleep she had a dream. In the dream she
saw a book. She saw the title of the book and saw words on the pages. She knew
this book was impactful to her. When she awoke she began to search for this
book. She called a friend who oversaw the church bookstore that had access to
all books through their ISBN numbers. After the friend's searching for a few
days the woman was informed the book didn't exist. In that moment the woman was enlightened by
the Spirit of God that the book was inside of her. She said, "Yes
Lord!"
A friend gave her a computer and
she began to write. She had no concept of what the contents would be but in her
arrogance and youth she desired to speak about what she felt needed to be said.
So she wrote. Years passed, life went on.... she left the church she was a part
of, her children grew, she took a job outside of the home and the book which never left her heart was
given little priority. However she strove on.
At one point she finished and was
just happy to say it's done. However, when she actually looked at what was
written, it was the ramblings of a woman, trying to figure it out, it was
filled with her thoughts, psalms and prayers to God. When she gave the book to
her dear friend and editor. She was told "you missed the mark."
Initially, she was overwhelmed because it had taken her nearly 17 years to
write what was useless. But she was unable to deny that the book was still in
her heart. So, she began again. This
time she stopped looking at man, the church and what her thoughts were of both.
This time she cried out to God and looked to and at Him. She realized that just
because God showed her this work that it wasn't going to just flow from heaven, that
it would indeed take work. So, work she did. Day after day she labored to write that which
is true and pure and that which would honor the one that showed her the book.
Well, my beloved, I am that
woman. Just a woman that came home from church and took a nap with her son whom
God gave a dream. And He has brought the dream to pass. The name of the book I
saw SO many years ago is named the same as this blog, for it is what He showed me. His Words are in Red. I want to be like Jesus and say,
I only say what I hear my Father says and do only what I see my Father does.
Today I sit here as an author
with few words. A preacher who can barely speak for the God that we serve has
again looked upon his maidservant and brought His Word to pass. His faithfulness has rendered me helpless, His
strength exposes my weakness. Because I know without a shadow of a doubt that He
guided me with each stroke of the key to speak that which He would have me say.
And today I can humbly say Lord, it is finished!
The book "His Words are in
Red" is available at amazon.com
