A Writer's Meditation

To write or not to write?
That is not the question
What to write, what to ponder
Therein lies the thought
Sadness, gladness,
Life, love,
Wins, losses,
Ah, what to write?
That is the question.

Life is one big question
But God promises the
Answer.
Not in the past,
Not in activity,
Not in nature,
Not in another,
Only in Himself—God,
The Almighty,
The All-Sufficient One

God in the morning
God in the afternoon
God when the sun goes down
God living in me
Yet still loving me
Calls me friend
Calls me child
Knows my name and
My deepest thoughts
And, still He
Quietly calls
My name…
Come.

Write the words
I will give you.
Write them well,
They are precious
They are timeless
They are mine
For this generation,
This day,
These people

Write, not my words
But Yours, Lord.
Not my thoughts,
But Yours, Lord.
Not my will,
But Thine, Lord.

In everything,
For You and You alone.