#everydayinspiration – Books that changed my life
In this journey of faith, there has been much to learn. The first book that changed my life was the Bible. I read The Living Bible from cover to cover around the time my oldest son was five years old. He is now almost 32 years old. This reading seemed to give me a real heart for God. In the reading, learning about the children of Israel and God’s relationship with them as well as theirs with God. There were moments that I could actually place myself in their shoes as well as connect to God in a way that I had not done so before.
However, the significance of the two books in this post is how the perspective of the writer, Frank Peretti, changed my whole thought process about good and evil. His detailed information about the subtlety and strategies of the enemy to lure us away from God is truly awesome to me. There was an understanding about the forces of good and evil that was given to me with such clarity. And, while I thoroughly enjoyed reading about the characters who had the challenges that we face today, the understanding about how difficult it can be to deal with those used by the enemy in our journey was very enlightening. Peretti shed clarity about the children of God, those who chose not to believe, those who were used by the enemy, the enemy and the angels.
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The sun illuminated the room as the shades were drawn. There was a brightness to the sunshine that the fluorescent lights couldn’t capture. As she opened the door, the wraparound porch looked so inviting this early in the morning. The sounds of nature, from the humming bird to the woodpecker seemed to invite her to the party of nature’s peace. Decor for the porch included the white wicker table and chair set that was ensconced in the floral pattern of spring flowers. Writing seemed to come natural here. The peace and décor represented just the right space to put pen to paper. After getting centered in the Word and making sure to put God first, the thoughts on gratitude seemed to come flowing forth. Who would not be grateful for all that the Lord had provided this morning? A place of gratitude from which to bless others and glorify the Lord is not always easily forthcoming.
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I write because I love to read. I have been reading books since I can remember and love the stories told or the information given. I didn’t just read fiction. I just loved to read. I enjoyed how authors expressed themselves. I thought I was an introvert when I was younger but as I matured, I realized that I had a lot to say. Although I have not arrived in my writing, and not sure what that really means, it is because I have something to say and I want to encourage others.
I write because I find it easier to express myself. I like to think about what I want to say. Sometimes that is not easy in the moment, however, writing allows me to say what I would like to the way I would like to. Expressing yourself the right way – communicating for understanding – takes practice. While I do accept that others may not agree with me just because they understand, there is a deep satisfaction I get when I say what I need to the way it needs to be said. I write because it empowers me.
I write because when I go back and re-read what I have written it gives me a deeper understanding of myself. Sometimes just saying the first thing that comes to mind is not a good thing. If I am feeling a certain type of way, what I say may be misconstrued. Once words are spoken, you cannot take them back. You can apologize if the words were hurtful and rejoice if they were kind. However, writing allows me to really think about what I want to say and how I want to say it.
I write because in encouraging others, I write words that lift the spirit, dry the tears, motivate or inspire others. This means that I have touched humanity in a way that goes further than the immediate distance or the physical presence. Being able to reach and touch someone for the better in a different state or country is a blessing. Being able to touch someone faraway because you understand them or they understand you is an awesome thing. I find that when I write, and more importantly when I read what others have written, we have more in common than first realized.
I write because I believe it is a gift God gave me to glorify Him. I write because it empowers the spirit within me. When I write about the Lord and spread the Good News this way, I feel like I am in my zone. We overcome by the blood of the Lamb and the word of our testimony. We can speak to so many more people when we have a venue to write. How would we even be able to share the Gospel if it wasn’t for the written word?