How Real is Real?
As many of you know who have been reading Hill Country Thoughts that I promised the Lord that I would be real in the things that I write and share as I walk this path that I am on with Him.
It has not been easy. Someday’s it is so hard to pick up a pen and sit here on the front porch and write when everything within me screams and says: “Why write? Why share? What makes you think what you have to say will help anyone?”
Right then and there I realize that it is not the voice of the Lord speaking to me, but the voice of the accuser, the enemy of my soul that wants to do all that he can to stop me from expressing my heart, my thoughts and the things that the Lord has given me to share.
So instead of getting up and fleeing, I pick up the pen and I begin to write, to express what I feel the Lord put on my heart.
I leave the results to the Lord. I want to be a pen in His hand and my hearts desire is to share the reality of who He is, what he has become in me and let others know that in the Lord Jesus Christ we find strength and we find hope as He leads us in His paths.
Even when everything seems to be falling apart. When all that which you counted on, those who were part of your heart and you are cut off and severed from all that you knew, it creates a desperation within that causes you to cry out to God, “Why God? Why This? Why Now?”
Do you want to know what I heard the Lord say to me? He said: “Because I loved you, I have allowed you to go through this because I knew even from the beginning, from the time that you were born, that this is what it would take to get you to the place I wanted you and that you would respond to my voice and to my call on your life. I know every step that you have taken, every fall, every mistake and I was there. Even when you did not realize it, you were being held in the hollow of my hand. Held by the nail scarred hand of my son!”
I began to cry when I realized how much He loved me, the price that He paid for my freedom and because of that price that was paid, I am able to walk this path that I am on with the Lord and I am able to find strength in Him, in His presence and in His word.
As I shared many times, is this a path I would have chosen. No! Would I change it if I could? No, because the Lord has been with me each and every step of the way. It is He that has given me the strength and heart to follow Him. That He has given me the heart of a ready writer.
I want to be that pen He picks up each day. To write His heart thoughts. That He will allow me to encourage my brothers and sisters, my friends and let them know that we can walk as Christians in the real world and that we can be real with the things we share. Again, we are a people with hope in a world that seems to be without hope and indeed without Christ, it would be hopeless.
So how real is real? It is as real as our heavenly Father and Our Lord Jesus Christ, that is how real. The God I serve and the Lord that saved me are real within and hopefully that is reflected in my life, in my heart and in the things that I write.
Till later,
Paul