My Twitter is exploding. My Facebook is blowing up. So many shares, witty remarks, and thought provoking articles it sends my head spinning. I can’t keep up. I’m drowning in the news, the think pieces, the opinion columns, the fast pace churn-it-out-before-the-idea-goes-cold-and-we-move-on-to-the-next-thing articles. I’m gasping for air, surrounded by words that seem better than mine, more talented than mine. And instead of letting it all wash over me, I’ve let it crush me under its tidal wave of Times New Roman and Helvetica. In the midst of this pounding tide, I’ve been swept out to sea, and I’ve lost sight of the Heavenly Shore.
Maybe you can relate. These days, I feel like my voice has grown so small. I feel uncertain, unmotivated, so full of despair. I have all these ideas swirling around in my head, but the moment I go to put words to page, the thought disappears, like a vapor curling into the air, it’s gone. I have half-finished pages, crumpled up on the floor. Ideas scrawled on scraps of paper that have made their way to the trash. I’ve been cracking under the pressure to perform, falling prey to comparison. I’ve been resentful of my talents, confused as to why God gave me a voice if I can’t even use it. I feel past my prime. That even the good old days were so short lived and I’m sitting around wondering where did my passion go?
But the devil’s been lurking and I’ve been succumbing to his derailing lies. I’m learning that the devil doesn’t use cool flattery, but the uprooting of belief. The more you pursue truth, the more he wants you to second guess it, take a step back from it, and run away from it. The truth is, my voice matters, and yours does too. God created us to speak the truth, to seek the truth, to live in the truth, which is His love. And in His love, resides freedom and fullness of life. Pursuing my talents and reclaiming my writing first starts with reclaiming God’s love for me. Realizing that it’s not that I’m out of practice, or I’m not being disciplined enough. It’s that I’ve stepped out of God’s love for me.
1 John 4:16 tells us that God is love, and whoever lives in love lives in God and God in them. So when we step out of the flow of love, we sever our most vital connection, and we succumb to doubt, fear, anger, sin, feelings of self-loathing, depression, name your weakness. We are left to fight a losing battle to continue to live out God’s Will for our lives on our own. Thus, our talents suffer, our attitudes suffer, our hearts suffer, our jobs suffer, our relationships suffer. Even if you’re staying afloat, everything becomes harder when we’re doing it outside of God’s love. The good news? All it takes to realign your life is stepping back into the flow.
1 John 4:19 goes on to say that we love Him because He first loved us. God’s love has been there for you, red hot love, before the beginning of time. It has never wavered, never ceased. If you’re a believer, God’s love has been poured into your heart through the Holy Spirit, who has been given to you. If you have yet to experience God’s love, the door is ready to swallow you into the everlasting love of God in Christ Jesus.
If you feel like you’re drowning in the world like me, the Cross is right there. Always has been, always will be. It’s never too late to grasp it and let Jesus pull you right into the well of the Father’s love. I promise you’ll never want to go back to the world, and when you do find yourself floundering like me, just let go, and let the current of His love pull you back into His embrace.