A Gift and A Voice

A simple task.
A writing exercise.
Two questions.
Two very different answers.

What do I think about my writing?

It's scattered. A work in progress, since it has improved. Poetic at times. Some pieces are more powerful than others. 

Sometimes I wonder if my writing really "speaks" to anyone but me. I feel so vulnerable when I write.

At times, it's not composed well. Nor does it seem to make sense. Or flow. Maybe it's not as descriptive as I'd like it to be.

But it is my passion.
And it is my calling.
And it is something I have to do to solidify these conversations with God; my thoughts and feelings and what He speaks and reveals. 

So it goes deep.
It clarifies, reveals, and releases.

What does He have to say about my writing?

Your writing is a GIFT . . . to Me, to others, to you. It is a treasure I put inside of you. You've had glimpses years ago of this creativity, but you have no idea what I have in store for you through this gift.

Your writing is your VOICE - the one I gave to you; the one I speak through, that My name may be glorified and my ways discerned. Do not worry that you feel unqualified for I tell you that no one who ever felt qualified (on their own account) was. I'm looking at your heart; I'm looking at you, looking at Me. When it seems I'm silent and far away, know that I am so very near and the words and stories will come in time. There is a season for everything. If you rush writing in the winter season, it will be as foolish as expecting a harvest in the winter or growth in the fall. Let each season be what it is. Some may seem to drag on while some may progress more quickly, but it is I who guides the seasons.