I have been writing a book. I decided a long time ago it was something I just had to do. I want to have no fear in writing. I’ll write from the heart about things I know are true. I’ll write about my experiences and I’ll pass it all on to the next generation. This is exhilarating!
I’m enjoying writing now more than I ever have before. I feel a sense of freedom whenever I let my thoughts out. By writing I feel as if it’s almost like I’m draining an old wound, and letting the infection out. The words are like puss seeping from the wound. As it leaves the body it cleanses it of impurity and heals me.
I am called to write and tell my story. I must eventually tell it from beginning to end. I must lay bare the details however ugly and painful they may be. I have heard the voice of God encouraging me. I feel peace as I continue on my personal journey.
Some people say I shouldn’t write, others say I need to write. While I find it interesting what people have to say. At this time I have no choice. I have been called to write.
So I must write and tell my story for all to hear. I will write in great detail as much as possible. I will try not to be too scattered or random. I must remember all of this will be heavily edited before ever becoming a book anyway.
If it was up to me I would use real names. I would expose people who are doing dark things in sneaky corners. But I’m sure that’s not allowed. They know who they are anyway and who am I to judge them or hold anything against anyone? I don’t. I am not the judge. God is.
They will all get their judgement when the day of judgment has arrived.