The most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched. They must be felt with the heart.
Helen Keller
My mind and heart don’t always agree. I know what I know, but my heart feels. Sometimes my senses don’t agree with either heart or mind. I know God called me to write, but my heart is often reluctant. Where do I start?
Who am I to have anything of value to say? Oh, how I marvel at those pastors who use alliteration. They make it sound so easy, those one-word points that begin with the same letter, and the listener gives rapt attention.
Have you ever argued or pleaded with the Lord in cases of conviction? Those times He nudges and doesn’t let go because He has an assignment for you? You’re in good company.
Then Moses said to the Lord, ‘Please, Lord, I have never been eloquent, neither recently nor in time past, nor since You have spoken to Your servant; for I am slow of speech and slow of tongue’
Exodus 4:10
Writing can be like that for me. There is nothing new under the sun, so reality shouts that “it’s already been said.” So, what can I add that has any takeaway value?
But the Lord said to him, ‘Who has made the human mouth? Or who makes anyone unable to speak or deaf, or able to see or blind? Is it not I, the Lord?’
Exodus 4:11
Ah, the Lord. it’s all about Him; it’s not about what I have to say. It’s not about what I feel as I’m trying to say it. He’s given me an assignment, and it’s my responsibility to answer that call from the heart as much as the head. Now would you look at that? I just discovered alliteration.
Speaking of Hearts
One of my summer titles is Where Hearts Meet. I can see reluctance, reality, and responsibility in Deena Shores and Simon Hart’s relationship (there’s one that just slipped through my fingertips). She strives to keep her attraction for him a secret while caring for his mother. Simon looks into Deena’s dark eyes, sees his wife, and relives (and another!) her disappearance Will his obedience to God override the chance Deena may vanish as well?
Maybe that alliteration I’ve noticed isn’t a matter of knowledge after all. Could be it comes from the heart, and who knows hearts better than the Creator?
Thank you, Stacey, for sharing your cyberspace with me. I wish all of you happy reading during the final days of summer.
Whatever you do, work at it with all your heart, as working for the Lord, not for human masters.
Colossians 3:23
Heartfelt Work
God creates beauty In His sight Flawed sinner I am Jesus died for me I can do no less Than work for Him All my efforts Should bring Him glory He enables, He equips My heart is willing I set him before me In all I write For Him.
Nebraska country girl LoRee Peery writes fiction that hopefully appeals to adult readers who enjoy stories written from a Christian perspective, focusing on the romance. These include novels and novellas for women and men in the Contemporary, Romance, Historical, Time Travel, and Mystery/Suspense categories. She writes of redeeming grace with a sense of place. Her Frivolities Series launched her releases, and the book based on her father’s unsolved homicide, Touches of Time, was a personal relief. She is who she is by the grace of God: Christian, country girl, wife, mother, grandmother and great-, sister, friend, and author.
Connect with LoRee on her website and Facebook, and find her titles on Amazon and Pelican Book Group
LoRee, I’m late to the game, but not late to tell you what a wonderful story this sounds like. Your love of our Lord, the words you share, touch my heart.
Mary, you’re not late at all. Thanks for taking the time to read my words. Blessings to you as you continue to heed the call to write.
What a fascinating premise for a book. I enjoyed the post about matters of the heart also.
Thanks, Gail. Shortly after its release, a dear friend passed away following her time in a memory care facility.
I noticed in my short blurb that I omitted a period. Oh well…
LoRee, your love for the Lord makes my soul sing. To see how you’ve grown in your walk with Him and your ability to write that touches souls. I am proud to call you friend.
What a beautiful comment to encourage your friend! It made my day to read it <3
Frenchy, my long-time mentor and friend. Thank you from the bottom of my heart.
Thanks again, Stacey for allowing me to visit.
I enjoyed your post very much. Come again any time!
Mine as well, Stacey. You would love Frenchy if you met her. (You will some day in heaven!)