Like Moses, I RAN from the assignment. 

• I made excuses about how hard it was; and how I am most unqualified. 
• I delayed for months by using my schedule as a reason.
• I even told God, “Tell Beth Moore to write this. She would do a much better job.  Plus she’s qualified!”

Last fall, in the Outer Banks, while vacationing with my extended family, Caroline brought me a fortune cookie from her lunch.   Listen to what it said, “Are you going to write the book?”  

I had been running for a year and a half.  God speaks primarily through Scripture. But God is God. He can speak however He so chooses. If God can speak through a donkey,(Numbers 22:30) He can certainly use any source He desires.

Finally, at the start of 2013, I realized I had fewer speaking events than I’ve ever had in the 6 years I’ve been speaking.  Through my study of Revelation, God seemed to infer the same thing to me as He did to John:  I’m going to help you stop running by clearing your schedule so that you can worship and write.  (Oh the things God will do to get our attention when we are running away from His will.)

“OK God! You have my attention. I’ll stop running.”

Stop Running

There were many days I’d feel like my feet were in mud with writer’s block. I’ve experienced episodes of dizziness to the point of paralysis and in the bed.  I’ve had fit-full nights of sleep. I’ve experienced circumstantial issues that have brought me great distress. The temptation to give up has been overwhelming.  I believe these things are spiritual.  I would not be this far without the fervent prayers of my team. 

I can also share, just as God brought the animals to Noah during the building of the ark – God brought to me the abundance of Scriptures and subject matter.  His Words are the predominate trait of Created for a Purpose.

My personal goal was to finish Created for a Purpose by the beginning of June.  When in early March, Jesus’ words seemed to jump off the page and address the finishing of Created for a Purpose:

By God’s amazing grace, last Thursday, my manuscript was finished and turned in!!!  It has been through a doctrinal edit; a grammatical edit, and a pilot group currently finishing the study. (More on them in another post!)

Finishing the work, is why I haven’t blogged.  I didn’t even do an ISI follow-up from last month as I enjoy doing for those who can’t make it.  But I can’t multitask with excellence anymore.  Excellence in God’s eyes is taking care of my core responsibilities -my husband and children first.  And then whatever He’s called us to do minus the running shoes.

Fayeson Tilley made my day last week when she emailed asking, “Where are you? Why are you off the grid?”   I’ve got to be honest, it was good to be missed by her.  I’m praying I haven’t lost readers in my absence.

In the meantime, it’s so good to be back!

By the way, I had to buy a new pair of shoes this weekend.  My feet were starting to hurt from almost 2 years of running in those old worn out shoes that represented worn out, faithless excuses:)

Next Week at Iron Sharpens Iron – May 10th, I’ll be speaking and launching:  Created for a Purpose, Impact your Corner of the World by Living a Life that Counts. 

Voice of Truth Lyrics
Oh what I would do to have
The kind of faith it takes
To climb out of this boat I’m in
Onto the crashing waves

To step out of my comfort zone
Into the realm of the unknown where Jesus is
And He’s holding out His hand

But the waves are calling out my name
And they laugh at me
Reminding me of all the times
I’ve tried before and failed
The waves they keep on telling me
Time and time again. “Boy, you’ll never win!”
“You’ll never win!”

Chorus:
But the voice of truth tells me a different story
The voice of truth says, “Do not be afraid!”
The voice of truth says, “This is for My glory”
Out of all the voices calling out to me
I will choose to listen and believe the voice of truth

Oh what I would do to have
The kind of strength it takes to stand before a giant
With just a sling and a stone
Surrounded by the sound of a thousand warriors
Shaking in their armor
Wishing they’d have had the strength to stand

But the giant’s calling out my name
And he laughs at me
Reminding me of all the times
I’ve tried before and failed
The giant keeps on telling me
Time and time again. “Boy you’ll never win!”
“You’ll never win!”

But the stone was just the right size
To put the giant on the ground
And the waves they don’t seem so high
From on top of them lookin’ down
I will soar with the wings of eagles
When I stop and listen to the sound of Jesus
Singing over me

I will choose to listen and believe the voice of truth