You are a strong woman,
Just as I designed you to be,
And know that today and
Always you’re very dear to me.
Be it in my arms or
In the palm of my hand,
Let the day unfold
As I have planned.
Learn the lessons,
Receive the gifts.
Then, my child, breathe a sigh of relief
Because you’re in my midst.
Go with courage and faith,
Patience too,
And whatever happens today,
Remember...I love you.
Your delighted Heavenly Father
That definitely had to be God writing because I am no poet.
In addition to the two-part journaling, sometimes the paper becomes a breeding ground of dialog; more like a wrestling match between me and God like I don’t know whose going to win—and I often find myself wrestling with God.
For example, I might write something like:
“But I don’t want to do that God” and as the penmanship changes, out flows “I know you don’t want to however it really will help you in the long run. Trust me my child.” To which I reply “But I’m not ready because of…whatever excuse I give at that time like I’m not equipped or it hurts too much” yet he gently succeeds when reminding me that “God doesn’t call the equipped, he equips the called.”
I hope sharing these intimate letters illustrates just how powerful it can be to give God the pen. Then be still, listen, trust and hope in what flows onto the paper. While I’ve been writing this way for 16 years, I didn’t start off with great confidence nor was I consistent in my journaling, even today. However the approach never left me because of the powerful and affirming love letters I receive from God.
Copyright © Judith M. Sauer
