At some point in life, most of us have asked ourselves one or all of these questions:

• Who am I?
• Why am I here?
• What is my purpose?
• When do I do what is required of me?
• How do I go about that task?

Did you recognize the age-old five for writing? I laughed when I saw my newest license plate. It begins with “WWH,” and I thought, how appropriate for a writer. At the beginning of a new writing project, I also return to the reminder that if He calls, He equips. So I get on with the task at hand.

First of all, I didn’t evolve, I was created by the breath of God. He chose and bought me with a price, the death of His Son Jesus. The line from Victory in Jesus says, “He sought me and bought me with His redeeming love.”

God engineered in me specific and unique skills or talents, along with an individual blueprint, to obey and glorify Him through whatever work I carry out. There is no doubt in my mind that I was called to encourage through what I write. What a journey that calling has been.

As a new believer, I wrote a testimony as to how special my name is. The words were rejected by a wise editor. It took years of growth to understand why. I am not special. My name is not special. I am unique, but that only reveals how sovereign God is. He knew my name before I was born, but He gets credit because He is God. I did nothing to earn that name any more than I “earned” salvation in Christ.

A.W. Tozer once wrote, “A real Christian is an odd number anyway. He feels supreme love to the One whom he has never seen, talks familiarly every day to Someone he cannot see, expects to go to heaven on the virtue of Another, empties himself in order to be full, admits he is wrong so he can be declared right, goes down in order to get up, is strongest when he is weakest, richest when he is poorest and happiest when he feels worst. He dies so he can live, forsakes in order to have, gives away so he can keep, sees the invisible, hears the inaudible and knows that which passes knowledge.”

I don’t mind being viewed as an eccentric writer or an odd duck. I know Who planned my life. I know Who died to give me life. 1 John 1:1 says That which was from the beginning, which we have heard, which we have seen with our eyes, which we have looked at and our hands have touched—this we proclaim concerning the Word of life.

Our world appears to be a hopeless mess. But God’s got it. We have hope because the Bible tells us to hope in Christ. We are called for a purpose. Cling to God for the answers of life.

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Christmas House

Pepper Rainwater has just bought the first real home she’s ever had, and she’s decorating and celebrating Christmas with everything she has. The neighbor’s miniature donkeys and meeting Foxx interrupt her life. Can she turn from all she’d been taught and trust strangers?
A startling discovery after his father’s death forces Foxx Haven to face an unknown past. His life has been a lie. He’s distracted from work for the first time— by his heritage and his new neighbor. Can he fight his attraction to an unbeliever and discover his new life chapter at the same time?
Miniature donkeys and learning about Christ have a profound impact on Pepper. But God has a mighty work to bring her hurting soul and Foxx’s new perspective into alignment. Can hope override hurting souls and enable a happily-ever-after?

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