I was comforted by the words of Psalm 57 this morning, especially by the idea that it is God who will fulfill his purpose for me. I don't have to do that on my own. What a blessing! Especially when a good bit of the time I'm not sure I know what God's purposes are. I did not expect to be doing what I'm doing at this stage of my life, writing and occasionally preaching and teaching. Yesterday I preached about the walls we humans build between each other, using the first line from Robert Frost's poem, Mending Wall, as a title. I think it went well, but it's always hard to know. People at our home church where I preached this time are always so gracious and encouraging. I did not study preaching in seminary. I went to learn more about ethics and hoped to use that knowledge to teach. I had an opportunity to do that for a few years, but now God seems to keep calling me back to the writing. I am trying to respond and to continue to improve my skills. I was not an English major, and it makes a difference, for all that I wrote regularly and carefully for many years of law practice. In spite of my regular doubts and insecurities, however, I have found the writing to be a blessing in my life. And I hope it occasionally blesses the lives of others.
Grace and Peace,