God made it immensely clear that my writing must edify HIS name and make it known. When I first began my journey in becoming an author, the children’s books I produced were secular and doors were not opening. HE had a plan to transform all of my stories, but most importantly my broken heart.
My love for HIM is extravagant and I am no longer afraid to proclaim it. I carried an unnecessary weight from childhood—inner agony. When I was a young girl, part of the reason I was consistently bullied was because I spoke a great degree about God. I was perceived as unusual. When kids threw erasers at me, I would bow my head and pray for help. I would hide in the bathroom and talk to God right before my bullies burst in and began the tormenting. I would cry at night and ask The Lord to help me be strong when those girls would throw food in my hair during lunch. I asked for protection and courage, but was a fragile jar of clay. The enemy slowly took the ability to see my worth, but now God has transformed that fragile clay into a vessel that is filled with treasures from HIM. A vessel that longs to bring honor and glory to HIS name.
I am now a courageous warrior who comprehends her worth through HIM. Most importantly, I feel how much my heavenly Father loves me. I am enveloped by HIS love and mercy. My relationship with HIM has become deeply spiritual and intimate—beyond words. Faith is my shield, HIS word my light and writing for HIS kingdom my sword.
For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also. Matthew 6:21
If I could go back in time, I would whisper to my young, fragile and innocent heart the following words…
When others call you strange and proceed to hurt you, remember to hold tightly to God’s love for you. You are something that people don’t see that often, but YOU were fearfully and wonderfully made by the Creator of the heavens and earth. You have treasures within you that will one day be stirred up and reveal the purpose for your life according to The Lord’s will.