“As for God, his way is perfect: The Lord’s word is flawless; he shields all who take refuge in him.”
“When words fail, What will I do? When words fail, How will He know how I feel? When words fail will I fail too?”
Lyrics taken from one of my favorite songs from Shrek the Musical. I did change one word, I changed the she to He, with the He being God.
Lately I have found myself struggling with words. Words to explain how I feel. Words to express what is going on in my heart and mind. Words to describe the emotions and actions that, at times run rampant. Words elude me, like shadows in the fog, as soon as you get close they disappears.
Words are the core of a wordsmith. Without words, the page is blank, the story halted, the thought lost, the revelation relinquished. Nothing.
“Why, my soul, are you downcast? Why so disturbed within me? Put your hope in God, for I will yet praise him, my Savior and my God.”
I know in part what I write is making a difference. It is the silence that proves it. Satan knows one piece written in the power of Christ can change lives. The words I write are from Jesus, the ideas, the thoughts, the analogies, and insights, all of it. The word are working because satan has shown up again. Seeding self doubt and writers block in my mind.
I feel like a typewriter that has had the letter arms removed. There is clacking and pressing of keys but not words, no results for the action.
I know He is my strength. I know I am His. I know! I know. Yet it escapes me at times. There is an ebb and flow, like the waves of the ocean. The current rushes in pushing me and then recedes pulling at me. My feet are firm and yet not.
The loss for words fades when I change the focus, when I thank God for what He has done. When I seek Him and not give audience to satan and his ways. It is the ways of God I follow, placing my life in His holy ebb and flow, letting His words tumble out to find their way to the eyes and ears that need to hear them.
“Commit your way to the Lord; trust in him and he will do this:”