Greetings Dear Reader,
Since I face this empty page every day, I sometimes forget
to be thankful for writing. It is the
thing I love doing the most in the area of creativity. It is how I wish to make my living. It is where I find the most semblance to my
Creator.
It is in this craft that my gratitude story emerges. I mentioned earlier that I am under the care
of a ministry team who took the time to tell me what they see for me in my
journey. As they explained, they are not
telling me what to do but rather telling me what they see and letting the
Spirit do the directing. Still there are
things that come out of these conversations that defy human explanation.
One of the people involved in this conversation did not know
that I was a writer. She said that she
saw me sitting at an old table, not a desk.
She further said there was a single candle, a parchment, and a pen. I was writing and the Father was telling me
what to write. I know better than to
think that I should begin writing with a quill by candlelight.
That, however, does not change that at that time and now I
am using an old kitchen table and a single desk lamp for my writing. It is not a desk. It is not the place I would choose to write,
but it confirms that where I am is where I should be at this time. Again, the mounting number of inexplicable
events compels my faith.
I am not counting on those events to sustain my faith. Instead I am using my faith to allow things
beyond my ken. I do not have to
understand how she knew what my writing space looked like to know that it was
beyond her knowledge. I know that I do
not seek the mystical to show me that my faith is valid. Neither do I rule out its working to verify
my reasonable belief.
This means that even when I continue to have very little that
I write. I put the words on the page
every day. That faithful following as a
sub-creator has allowed me to complete two novels and a devotional book in a
year. I am writing easier than I have
ever written.
I do not know where this is going but I am thankful for the
ease and privilege of using words to create.
I love the stories in my head. I
value more the stories behind them that are real and eternal. Tomorrow is Thanksgiving Day and I get to
spend it serving a family that I dearly love.
I will, however, first face the empty page and share some of my heart
with you Dear Reader. I am thankful for
your love and kindness in ways you will not know this side of eternity.
Wishing you joy in the journey,
Aramis Thorn
Mat 13:52 So Jesus said to them, "That is why every
writer who has become a disciple of Christ’s rule of the universe is like a
home owner. He liberally hands out new and old things from his great treasure
store.”
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