… I mean writing for Him as in the Lord.
A month or so ago, I woke up in the middle of the night and felt the Lord saying, “Write for me.”
“Of course, always,” I said. “There’s never been a question.”
Then I kind of faced a crisis with writing a book that was hard, and finding myself under the gun.
The pressure mounted.
And when stress and pressure mount on me, I tend to get low and humble before the Lord.
I went back to the drawing board, why do I write? Why am I doing this?
Because to be honest, I wasn’t sure there would be a “next” book for me.
I mean, who needs stress and pressure that keeps you awake at night?
I determined one thing. No way out. No way around. I had to walk through it.
Psalm 23 “When I walk through a dark valley, I fear no evil. You are with me!”