One of the writers I admire posted something today on their blog that both exhorted and somewhat encouraged me. But underneath I could feel the old fear of ''If you fail, if you don't do more with your writing, if you hide your talent in the ground like the worthless servant, you'll just prove what a disappointment you are to Christ."
Now, last month I would have nodded my head and bowed it. I would have felt worthless and that little voice would have stabbed that thought deep into the area I am most vulnerable. It would have immobilized me. But, thanks to Christ and a discovery I made in Exodus roughly a month ago it didn't, and this is why. In the book of Exodus, chapter 31:1-6 the scripture reads as follows:
“Then the LORD said to Moses, “Look, I have specifically chosen Bezalel son of Uri, grandson of Hur, of the tribe of Judah. I have filled him with the Spirit of God, giving him great wisdom, ability, and expertise in all types of crafts. He is a master craftsman, expert in working with gold, silver, and bronze. He is skilled in engraving and mounting gemstones and in carving wood. He is a master at every craft! And I have personally appointed Oholiab son of Ahisamach, of the tribe of Dan, to be his assistant. Moreover I have given special skill to craftsmen so they can make all the things I have commanded you to make.” TLB
Now, I realize that they were given these gifts to build the Tabernacle, the very dwelling place of the Most High, but God does not change, and if He gave the craftsmen the gifts to build and create what was needed, then He will do the same thing with me should I ask Him. I want to write to build up the body of Christ, to introduce people who don’t know Him to Him, and I want to tell stories to glorify His name. And that I know comes under the catagory of building a dwelling place for Him, just one not fashioned out of cold stones, but rather out of living ones.
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