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Tuesday, April 2, 2013

I have no other choice…

I know, O Lord, that a mans way is not in himself,
Nor is it in a man who walks to direct his steps.
Correct me, O Lord, but with justice
Not with Your anger, or You will bring me to nothing..
Jeremiah 10:23-24 (NASB)

This week, Holley’s question to the God-Sized Dreamers is “why is your dream worth pursuing, fighting for and seeing through no matter what happens?” My answer is simple…I have no other choice.

I had a career I loved; then it was gone. I had a full and vibrant life I enjoyed; then everything changed. Or at least I thought it did. Everything did not change, and I did not break. Breaking would come later. What did happen was that in the midst of my storm, God stepped in, shifting my perspective, reorienting “True North.”  You might say it was like awakening from a deep sleep. You might say I was led. I believe that God closed all the doors except the one His Will determined I must walk through; I had no other choice.  (I still have a full and vibrant life, but everything has changed. I AM CHANGED.)

Writing is not my calling. Merriam-Webster defines a “calling” as: “…a strong inner impulse toward a particular course of action especially when accompanied by conviction of divine influence.” I am not drawn by a strong inner pulse. Writing is the only door I can to go through for such a time as this.

why dream, pursuing, fighting no matter what happens?
simple…I have no other choice.
While it is clear that I am NOT Esther, the last few years of my life convinced me as nothing else could, that I was born to, I was meant to write my stories. God blessed me, and then changed me, in order that I might know my oasis before knowing the desert. God meant me to enter the desert in order to write my own way out of it. My path out, the journey from now to next, has never been for me.  God meant me to write my way out of my desert leaving a trail for those still lost, afraid, dying for a way out. Every experience prepares each of us to be the people we must be in this things that we must do. I lived every moment of my life in order to understand that I had no other choice.

God charted my course. He led me to friends, encouragers, mentors, pathways that made what seemed impossible, plausible, even likely. You see, I must succeed.  About Jeremiah 10, Matthew Henry writes,
We are not masters of our own way, nor can we think that everything should be according to our mind; we must therefore refer ourselves to God and acquiesce in His Will.
I have no other choice.  How am I certain? Even Holley has words for my journey,
Your journey on this path is not by coincidence. You are here because God looked out over all of history and chose you for a particular time and purpose…you are here in this generation, in this time and there will never be another you or another opportunity to do what only you are chosen to complete.
Simply put, I have no choice. I didn’t choose my path. I love that I’m on it, I know that I am not alone, but I had no choice.  Why is my dream worth pursuing, fighting for and seeing through no matter what happens? Because I have no other choice. 
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