As much as I would really like to jump in and tell you how much of a fine writer you are, I'll breathe first.
Let's start like this.
What's your name? The next time I write to you, I'd like to start with your name.
I have a lot of questions for you. I hope they don't swarm you up like helpless little bees. Though we might be hopeful for a jar of honey.
But.
How did you know? How did you know I needed to hear this? To look at my hands. To stop running. To pause and see what treasures my hands harbor.
I haven't looked properly yet. But I stopped running when I read through your art, which has now become my needed answer. I read and marveled at how mindful of me God is. By the time I got to the scriptures, I knew. And on cue, I peered into my hands and saw. A glimpse of what I must stop doing. I must stop running. I must stay and start with what is in my hands.
Thank you. For writing such masterpiece. Thank you for letting us experience life with you. Thank you for writing inspite of all that was going on.
Your letter reminds me of when God asked Moses: What is in your hands? The rod in his hands turned out to be a very important instrument in his lifetime. He performed miracles in Egypt, parted the red sea, brought water from a rock and so on, all with the rod.
This is my cue to stop sleeping on what God has placed in my hands. Thank you so much for this.
I pray that your 'rod' will also pave ways for you even in places you never imagined.
I saw a quote few minutes before I came to read your letter that said, "Trying harder is not the same as trusting more." And in relating it to your letter, you've been trying to make different things work out when in actuality all you needed to do was Trust God more with the gift He already gave you. Thank you for yielding and listening to the Spirit of God and also for sharing this letter because this is also a reminder for all of us to lean more on God and fully utilize that which He gave us, no matter the timing it takes, after all God's time is the best, not man's time.
Dearest Storyteller,
As much as I would really like to jump in and tell you how much of a fine writer you are, I'll breathe first.
Let's start like this.
What's your name? The next time I write to you, I'd like to start with your name.
I have a lot of questions for you. I hope they don't swarm you up like helpless little bees. Though we might be hopeful for a jar of honey.
But.
How did you know? How did you know I needed to hear this? To look at my hands. To stop running. To pause and see what treasures my hands harbor.
I haven't looked properly yet. But I stopped running when I read through your art, which has now become my needed answer. I read and marveled at how mindful of me God is. By the time I got to the scriptures, I knew. And on cue, I peered into my hands and saw. A glimpse of what I must stop doing. I must stop running. I must stay and start with what is in my hands.
Thank you. For writing such masterpiece. Thank you for letting us experience life with you. Thank you for writing inspite of all that was going on.
Your art is beautiful.
You write differently and beautifully.
From the one who is learning to stay,
Ifenkili.
*exhales deeply*
Your letter reminds me of when God asked Moses: What is in your hands? The rod in his hands turned out to be a very important instrument in his lifetime. He performed miracles in Egypt, parted the red sea, brought water from a rock and so on, all with the rod.
This is my cue to stop sleeping on what God has placed in my hands. Thank you so much for this.
I pray that your 'rod' will also pave ways for you even in places you never imagined.
I saw a quote few minutes before I came to read your letter that said, "Trying harder is not the same as trusting more." And in relating it to your letter, you've been trying to make different things work out when in actuality all you needed to do was Trust God more with the gift He already gave you. Thank you for yielding and listening to the Spirit of God and also for sharing this letter because this is also a reminder for all of us to lean more on God and fully utilize that which He gave us, no matter the timing it takes, after all God's time is the best, not man's time.