I decided to go back to school to get a degree in English, emphasizing creative writing. My hardest classes are the creative writing classes. That is because we have to read and write like the classics. If there is a happy ending, then it’s not literature. I have been ridiculed for wanting everyone to live happily ever after. I’ve had people tell me that’s not real life. My come back has always been, I don’t read for real life. I read for to experience another life.
That’s not true anymore. I love my life.
Tonight I’ve come to the realization that my desire for happy endings is really God’s heart. He is the ultimate writer and is completely geeked out by happy endings. Think about our story. God creates us to share with us his abundant love. Man listens to a snake instead of the God of the Universe. God sends his Son to die for us. His Son is raised to life and lives again and we get to enjoy the original love God gave us, ramped up a million times over, because we know we absolutely don’t deserve it.
That is an awesome story. That is a happy ending. I just have to show people, like Jesus did while on this earth, that story. I don’t have to preach it. I have to show it. Jesus came in power and he imparted that power to us. It is much more effective to have a direct word from God for someone and then tell them how much God loves them, then to just say the words, “Jesus loves you.” It is much more powerful to heal someone in Jesus name and then tell them who he is, then to just show them the Roman’s road. (Not that there’s anything wrong with that.)
I want to be apart of people’s happily ever after. I want to be used to show people who God is instead of just telling them. The awesome thing is, he’s giving me my heart’s desire. He is using me to show people instead of tell. I am so thankful.
I was born into a wounded family and sustained wounds as a result. I have been told you have to have healing yourself or you won’t have the authority to heal other’s through Jesus. I say, I am being healed while being used by God to heal others.
Isaiah 58 tells me that it is as I do these things that my healing will come.
The wounded are not discounted from healing the wounded.
Is not this the kind of fasting I have chosen:
to loose the chains of injustice
and untie the cords of the yoke,
to set the oppressed free
and break every yoke?
7Is it not to share your food with the hungry
and to provide the poor wanderer with shelter—
when you see the naked, to clothe them,
and not to turn away from your own flesh and blood?
8Then your light will break forth like the dawn,
and your healing will quickly appear;
then your righteousnessa will go before you,
and the glory of the Lord will be your rear guard.
9Then you will call, and the Lord will answer;
you will cry for help, and he will say: Here am I.
“If you do away with the yoke of oppression,
with the pointing finger and malicious talk,
10and if you spend yourselves in behalf of the hungry
and satisfy the needs of the oppressed,
then your light will rise in the darkness,
and your night will become like the noonday.
11The Lord will guide you always;
he will satisfy your needs in a sun-scorched land
and will strengthen your frame.
You will be like a well-watered garden,
like a spring whose waters never fail.
12Your people will rebuild the ancient ruins
and will raise up the age-old foundations;
you will be called Repairer of Broken Walls,
Restorer of Streets with Dwellings.
I want to be called Repairer of Broken Walls, Restorer of Streets with Dwellings. Repairer and Restorer is my destiny in Jesus.