Whatever you do, do your work heartily, as for the Lord rather than for men,  knowing that from the Lord you will receive the reward of the inheritance. It is Yeshua Messiah whom you serve. ~ Colossians 3.23-24

I fear my writing as much as I love it. Most days all I want to do is write and yet I find myself in a pattern of pushing it to the fringes of time in exchange for mundane daily chores, that while often important and certainly necessary, could definitely wait. I fear writing because I know words have power, they are life and death to the speaker and the hearer. I fear that my words will do more harm than good. 

I pray. A lot. I pray for words. Adonai is faithful. And like snowflakes falling and resting on bare branches, words drift into my mind and settle there. I gather them like treasure and string them together in hopes they reflect Yeshua. I offer them back to Adonai to do with them as He chooses. Pray they bring Him glory.

The truth is I work hard at staying small, and too often that results in nothing being written at all. You can not fathom the millions of moments I have spent, frozen fingers hovering above a keyboard or a pen wrapped in my hand starting and stopping at the edge of a blank page. The truth is I fret that I will hear Him wrong or that my flesh will crave adulation from others. Praise belongs to Adonai alone and the last thing I want is someone giving me praise. The truth is I procrastinate.

Then one day I see this quote:

“Procrastination is the arrogant assumption that God owes you another opportunity to do what you had time to do. “

There was no one attributed to these words. But true they are. I have never considered myself as an arrogant assumer. 

Fear is an excuse and procrastination is a sin. I am supposed to work heartily to the Lord. I am supposed to not neglect the gift that is within me. We all have gifts and no matter how that gift is expressed, a common thread runs through them all – they must point back to Yeshua. We must share the Gospel, share it in truth and in love, give the glory to Adonai. Maybe some paint pictures and some teach. Maybe some sing or play an instrument or photograph the beauty of His creations. 

I write words.

And no matter who reads these words or who does not is not my concern. I am to show up. I am to work. I am to be a good steward of my time and my resources. I am to write words about Yeshua. Adonai will do with them as He pleases. 

Everything that I am and everything that I do ought to be a witness of Who Yeshua is and what He has done in my life. I can not hide nor procrastinate nor make excuses. I do not have to be perfect, but I must be present. Even if the only audience I have is Adonai.

Mercy, peace and love be multiplied to you,
Elizabeth

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