I love this more than anything.

Writing is in my soul. Creating was what I was born to do.

Lately I've been co-authoring, and my friend and I have been writing yet another novel. But not tonight.

Tonight, God wrote through us.

The chills won't stop. I could feel Him. These were not my words. They were His. They are His.

Lord, my books are Yours. I am Yours. I don't want to write unless you are there, writing with me and through me. Show me the way, guide me and let me always love you.

Let Your words be my own.

The past few days, I've been drawn to the concept of wind. It seems like God keeps bringing it up, whether it's in song lyrics, Bible verses, or blog posts. It's really fascinating what I've found.

He [God] let loose the east wind from the heavens and led forth the south wind by his power. -Psalm 78:26

Let all that I am praise the Lord.
   O Lord my God, how great you are!
      You are robed with honor and majesty.
   You are dressed in a robe of light.
   You stretch out the starry curtain of the heavens;
   you lay out the rafters of your home in the rain clouds.
   You make the clouds your chariot;
      you ride upon the wings of the wind.
 The winds are your messengers;
      flames of fire are your servants.

 - Psalm 104:1-4 (the rest of this chapter is really interesting!)

I have seen all the things that are done under the sun; all of them are meaningless, a chasing after the wind. -Ecclesiastes 1:14

The concept of wind has really struck me. Not only has the weather been weird over here lately, but I've seen the significance and the intense mystery of the wind. The wind is not only incredibly strong, but it's also amazingly gentle. The awesome thing is, it can be both these things at the same time. Beautiful...and strong. There are so many things about wind that remind me of God, and He seems to be reminding me lately. Coincidence? I think not.

These are just some random, scattered thoughts, but I'd like to sum this post up with one thing I've come to realize this week.

Life is so crazy.

Life is... life.

Thoughts are swirling around in my brain. I just honestly don't know what to say.

Life has been so crazy.

Life has been...life.

Life is life. God is good. Life is life, God is good. I need to remind myself of this...often.

Lately I've been feeling spiritually dry, and I've noticed that several other bloggers have, too. I was so surprised when I came across Abigail's post, Bekah's post, and Hannah's post, all in the same week, when I've been struggling with the same thing. God works in mysterious ways, no?

So, even now, a few weeks later, I still feel dry. But my viewpoint is a little different. One thing I really took away from the posts I linked above was that life is a dance. We're dancing in a field...with Jesus. With sunshine. With light. With love. Oh my goodness. The thought of it makes my heart want to sing.

Even though life won't necessarily stop, we can still slow down and remember. Remember that life is a dance. With Jesus. With love. Sometimes the music is slow, sometimes it's fast. Sometimes life goes past slowly, sometimes it's fast. But one thing never changes. We're still dancing...with Jesus. And as long as we remember that, we can always come back to Him, feeling safe in His arms as we continue the dance. A beautiful dance. Of light. Of love.

Even when the storm clouds come, we'll dance in the rain. We'll bask in the joy on sunshiny days. And Jesus will remain constant. Forever.

Jesus is waiting. Run to the field. Meet Him there. Join the dance.

"I'm on Aslan's side even if there isn't any Aslan to lead it. I'm going to live as like a Narnian as I can even if there isn't any Narnia." —C.S. Lewis

I have been thinking about this quote lately, and how it can be applied to us as Christians. Thoughts, anyone?