Ever since I was a little girl I have wanted to be a singer. Unfortunately that gift was handed out to other members of my family around me but definitely not to me. Over forty years later God showed me why in a different plan for my life.
God revealed to me that through the gift of writing I was using my voice in a different way. It was thru writing. In my recent discovery of lung cancer at times I get out of breath singing and I think of how Satan is trying to silence my voice. I instantly realized that he may be able to silence my voice from singing but until the last drop of ink or the last stroke of the typing of my words he cannot silence my voice through my writing.
No matter what amount of cancer I get I will not let him make null and void of my words for Jesus and my loved ones. Long after I am gone I still want there to be a power in my voice to where there is no last drop of ink or final typing stroke.
As Psalm 45:1 says "my heart is overflowing with a good theme; I recite my composition concerning the King; my tongue is the pen of a ready writer." I want that good theme reciting about the King to be what I actually do through the pen of a ready writer willing to talk about Christ.
Also through my writing I pray I do through it what was said in Psalm 71:18,24 which says, "to declare God's strength to this generation and even to generations to come. I want my pen to be my tongue in talking of God's righteousness all day long."
May my typing, my final drop of ink be my writing that is written for the next generations as spoken of in Psalm 102:18. Someone did it for my generation and its important we don't drop the ball now or should I say pen on the next generation.
The choice is mine whether I am going to let cancer silence my pen or make the sound of it grow louder. I'd rather it grew louder and louder into a thing that can't stop shouting for the Lord.
Doing so down to the last drop of ink. Down to the final stroke of typing. God is good. God is real. God is able to save anyone. Therefore let us raise our voices and pens together and get the message out by shouting about the Lord to the next generation.
It is up to us that there will never be a last drop of ink, never a last stroke, never a last piece of paper when it comes to declaring God to the next generation. Praise The Lord.
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