A Problem Shared is a Problem Halved

They say a problem shared is a problem halved. I have to confess I have been feeling in a bit of a quandary with my writing just lately, especially since returning home from my holiday. I had such a blessed time; actually it was like a second honeymoon. Yes it was our first holiday without the children in umpteen years and although I missed them it was good to get away, and good for them to have their independence too. Since returning home however, I keep having this thought that I should write another book, friends keep asking me how my writing is going, have I started another book yet?  One friend even asked me ‘what is it called?’ Before I could think I heard myself blurting out a title! Hubby and daughter won’t let it rest either, ‘its not easy writing a book you know! I snapped in retaliation. ‘Well if something is good and worthwhile it’s not going to be easy is it?’  Hubby shot back. ‘Well I still don’t know what to do about this diary thing I have been writing for the last umpteen years.’ I moaned, ‘I still haven’t finished that yet!’

Yes, I feel that is the root of the problem. I like to have a bit of order in my life, and this diary thing is not finished. ‘Why start writing something else when I haven’t finished that yet?’ I complained to myself. Part of me thinks I wrote it to help me with my ministry, 'Beauty & Belief' but then another part of me thinks, ‘should I try to get it published?’ All I know is that I started it to please Him, because at the ripe old age of sixteen I vowed I would never write another diary again. But the Lord had other ideas and in 2008 He laid it on my heart to start one again, with the promise that this one would be different, this one would bring good news not bad.  I will confess it has been picked up then sent back to bed on numerous occasions. Being a person who prays for wisdom each day now that I have completed two seasons I felt led to give it to a couple of my writer friends to read, they have both had published works and write for various magazines. ‘Let’s see what they have to say about it’ I thought!

‘I feel this is something very personal, between you and the Lord,’ my friend replied. ‘Writers should record things, I do the same myself, our writings can prove a great help to us but I do not feel this is something to be published, but thank you so much for sharing it with me. Bless you.’

‘I feel this should definitely be published’ replied my other writer friend. ‘It could be very helpful to someone, I really do not feel this is something just for you, society is changing, people are more open about themselves these day, so many of us are facing problems.’ I think it is something to be shared.

So its back to yours truly, I have to say I agree with both statements. So last night I prayed yet again, and I felt the Lord say, 'Dear child I love you for your questions. Other people have the same questions too. So let’s get to the heart of the matter.'

I was immediately reminded of one of the days in my diary, by the way I’m not calling it a diary its called  ‘Making A Bed of Roses’  and this extract is when I was questioning our calling. I hope it will warm your heart and give you food for thought.

The Heart of the Matter

As I sat sipping my tea I pondered, “Lord Can you please explain why and how you choose certain people to do certain things? Why are some of us called to serve tea while some of us are called to serve a nation? How does this work?” I prayed.

I felt the Lord ponder. “Imagine a field of flowers” He said. “If I asked you to go and pick me a bunch of flowers from the field which ones would you pick?”

I thought carefully about this. “I would pick the ones that look a lovely colour, and look healthy, look as if they would last a long time and obviously I would also pick the ones with a nice smell.”

“Well, imagine these flowers were a person’s heart,” replied the Lord. “You would like to pick the brightest, healthiest heart, full of happiness love and kindness. But as you know, because of things that happen in life, people’s hearts do not look like this. A new born baby’s heart is this way. My desire is to make all hearts this way, to make them pure hearts, full of love and peace and kindness.

So I look at people’s hearts. I see things you cannot see. I see broken hearts, and the more broken they are the more I want to mend them. Make them pure. So I call out to these broken hearts, tell them I want to help them and to mend them, make them mine.  I might do it through another person, through a vision or a dream, through a song or a sorrow or through a written word. I call to them all, one at a time. Some come to me with a yes some will say no, they all have a choice.

But when they come to me with a yes I set a desire in that heart. I see how it responds. We start to work together, their heart and mine because my intention is to make their heart just like mine. Some of these hearts take a long time to mend. Some take only a short time. Depends on the person, the choice is theirs. But those who give their hearts to me become mine. Those who become mine will do great things, more than they can possibly believe or imagine. But with some they hold back, they only give me a part of their heart. If they only give part of their heart I cannot do a full work.”

The Lord chuckled, (I think he saw the look on my face) “Remember, everybody is a work in progress, the little things I love greatly, through little acts of kindness much can be achieved. But the greater the love that heart has for me the greater I will make thee"

'Wow,' I thought, 'How inspiring!'

"How does you heart feel today?" The Lord asked breaking into my thoughts.

"I felt my heart swell as you spoke," I replied.                                                  

Hubby then walked in with a little flower in a pot, it looked very pretty, “To inspire you,” he smiled.   I felt so touched. He always inspires me. With him and the Lord both inspiring me, I so hope I can inspire others!  

How does your heart feel today? Will you stand together with me and pray;

"Dear Lord Jesus, I desire you to do a full work in me. Help me not to stray and not to turn away." 

"Then I will give them a heart to know Me, that I am the Lord; and they shall be My people, and I will be their God, for they shall return to Me with their whole heart."  JEREMIAH 24:7                                                                                                                                                                         

 

Other inspirations can be read in ‘On Earth as it is in Heaven’ by Julie Prentice.  Available on Amazon or email julie.jules2007@hotmail.co.uk for stockists.