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Why I Write

13 “Therefore stay alert, because you do not know the day or the hour. 14 For it is like a man going on a journey, who summoned his slaves and entrusted his property to them. 15 To one he gave five talents, to another two, and to another one, each according to his ability. Then he went on his journey. 16 The one who had received five talents went off right away and put his money to work and gained five more. 17 In the same way, the one who had two gained two more. 18 But the one who had received one talent went out and dug a hole in the ground and hid his master’s money in it. 19 After a long time, the master of those slaves came and settled his accounts with them. 20 The one who had received the five talents came and brought five more, saying, ‘Sir, you entrusted me with five talents. See, I have gained five more.’ 21 His master answered, ‘Well done, good and faithful slave! You have been faithful in a few things. I will put you in charge of many things. Enter into the joy of your master.’ 22 The one with the two talents also came and said, ‘Sir, you entrusted two talents to me. See, I have gained two more.’ 23 His master answered, ‘Well done, good and faithful slave! You have been faithful with a few things. I will put you in charge of many things. Enter into the joy of your master.’ 24 Then the one who had received the one talent came and said, ‘Sir, I knew that you were a hard man, harvesting where you did not sow, and gathering where you did not scatter seed, 25 so I was afraid, and I went and hid your talent in the ground. See, you have what is yours.’ 26 But his master answered, ‘Evil and lazy slave! So you knew that I harvest where I didn’t sow and gather where I didn’t scatter? 27 Then you should have deposited my money with the bankers, and on my return I would have received my money back with interest! 28 Therefore take the talent from him and give it to the one who has ten. 29 For the one who has will be given more, and he will have more than enough. But the one who does not have, even what he has will be taken from him. 30 And throw that worthless slave into the outer darkness, where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth’"- Matthew 25 v 13-14

I love this story. Many times we lust after other peoples stuff. We want the money the talent the fame the cars the clothes the house, but what about what God gave us? What about the talent He gave you the money He gave you the life He gave up for you? I too get caught up sometimes in what others have. I sit and daydream about what I would do it and what I could do if. When my mind should be on what I can do because and what I should do when. God can do so much more with a willing heart than He can with a harden heart. I've learned that my gift and purpose are my own. I am not here to imitate nobody else besides Christ. For I was created in His flawless image. When I meditated on this story I begin to think about why I write. What exactly do I do with the gift God has given me?

Why do I write?
Because I'm SELFISH! I have no desire to consider any other side of the story besides mine. There is no way there are three sides to a story. In my mind my side and the truth are one in the same. Now the others person's side is irrelevant. I refuse to listen to lies when I know the truth. I write to tell the story of what really happened. Sure I leave some stuff out from time to time. That's just to tell my story faster. No need to look at the details if when I'm showing you the bigger picture. I mean come on! Fame only last for 15 minutes and I ain't got time to waste on somebody else. I'm the star but I'm not totally selfish. They can use a minimum of 7 minutes of they 15 on me. I wouldn't mind. Not like they need the whole thing anyway. So what if I write for me and only me. In this world nobody has your back like you. You can't trust people and that's the straight truth. Don't get all Jesus on me. The Lord knows my heart. Besides ain't I entitled to keep something to myself?

Why do I write?
Well I'm glad you asked. Because I'm selfless. I know where I been and who delivered me from it all. I know I owe the world my testimony. God didn't just deliver me for me. He delivered me so those that are dealing with what I dealt with could be set free. So that when the door opened to freedom in Christ the person who read my blog would be encouraged to walk through and be set free. So nobody else would have to take the journey of emotional wholeness. Physical scars heal. I would take those marks in place of this burden. In place of this emptiness I would take the fulfillment of being healed physically. I write because my heart is in Christ and I desire to share with the entire world. His love has chased me down. He was coming has come and is coming for me. I write because it sets me free. Its helps me break down walls and move closer to Him. I'm one wall away from my healing. I will conquer this last wall. He deserves the woman of God He created me to be.

"One that is faithful over few shall become ruler over many"

So why do you do it?

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