My Motivation To Write ... "The Wind Carries His Whisper"

My Motivation To Write ‘The Wind Carries His Whisper’ …

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Many people have come into my life throughout these past 4 years. Many have asked me several times exactly what motivated me to write this book. There have been so many questions and even some speculations about my motives.


I wanted to take this time to finally discuss my passion not just for the blessing to be called an 'author', but also to be called a 'Scribe' of the Lord's.


I have always possessed the passion to write. However, is wasn't until the early summer of 2005 that I was actually able to visualize that passion as not only from my own inner being but also a heart's desire of mine and also of the Lord.


Many times along this road of brokenness I have come across a book or maybe an article or just maybe a selection of words on a page; and those words were either going to be death or life for my inner being. I know that many of us as we travel along our journey called 'life' have needed some encouragement.


I always find it easy to minister to those of mature age. However, my whole outlook towards encouragement took a major turn in another direction when the 'inspiration' for this book was brought into my life by nothing less than the miracle of 'birth'.


In May of 2005, in the heat of the southern summer, little Melody Grace was born and my life and the lives of all those that she was to meet have been changed, altered, rearranged and we have never been the same!


In the early part of her second year with us we discovered some social issues. It seemed as though she was withdrawing into herself. She no longer would verbalize her needs and she was pulling away from all outside contact. I knew some about what I began to perceive we were facing, but I could not get the 'back-home' country doctors to do any type of testing on this precious child!


I began to notice her likes and dislikes. I also began to notice that she adored music. Not just any kind, but worship music. Even though she would not verbalize her delight; whenever that music was on she would just light up and crawl over to the stereo and dance. She was 14 months old and was not walking nor talking, however, that never stopped her from reaching the source of that music.


Over a period of 31 days the Lord began to give me divine insight into how to reach this tiny girl with His love and His heart. That desire has always been on the top of my heart and I began to just sit and listen to the Holy Spirit. Each day brought a new devotion and a new way of learning for Grace and for me.


I had been a student of the Lord's for a long while before Grace entered my life. What I learned through these expressions was I had somewhat ceased to be amazed at the awe of what the Lord was doing. Not only in my own life, but also in the lives of those that He sent across my path to minister to.


My heart had not grown cold towards Him but I had become somewhat religious in my perception of His Majesty and majestic ways. God has never been just a 'so so' thing in my life. He was my life and the reason I was alive.


What I discovered was that my passion for the things of the Lord had become lack. I felt that I had seen and experienced everything that could utterly amaze me so I was in that place of complacency and my 'child-like' faith and love for His miracles had grown cold.


My first lesson came even before I was to begin writing the book. I was to define a miracle in my own terms. What I perceived as a miracle was transformed completely under His glorious majesty and revelation.


The World's Greatest Miracle happened 2000 years ago on Calvary when God so unselfishly gave His Son Jesus to die on the cross for our sins! Jesus is a miracle, and so was the birth of this little baby.


What Grace brought back into my life was the 'child-like' wonder of the ways of God and His wonderful love and compassion for all that need Him. At that very moment it seemed as though a light when off in my head. Come to me as a little child, not like a child but 'as' a child. See Me with the 'child-like' wonder that amazes each and every little-one.


I was lacking that child-like faith, wonder and amazement in my life that causes 'us' His children to just stand in awe of even His simplest of miracles. Not 'childish' but child-like. I finally received the revelation and during those times in the front yard with Grace under that beautiful southern sky God revealed Himself to me is such a beautiful, easy way that I was more than able to teach Grace all about Him, and learn ever more myself.


What I’ve learned from writing these inspirations is that most time when we wish to hear God we are listening for a ‘loud’ voice when all we really have to do is be receptive of His faintest whisper.


God speaks through all that He has created. Not only through the thundering harshness of a turbulent storm , but also through the gentle flutter of the hummingbird's wings. We have to be open to hear whatever He speaks in the manner He chooses for us in the way that gets His point across.


God is simple, we make Him complex. Nothing that He has created is beyond His miracles. I found those miracles so amazing. Everything took on new meaning. The sky, the birds, the grass and trees. The wind, the sun, the birds flying in the breeze. Even the wind took on new meaning!


To see His face, to feel His touch, to stand in awe of His glory through all He has created was the beginning of my own restoration of that part of me that was lost sometime before the 'birth' of this tiny little girl. A new beginning, a new outlook and also a new 'in' look reflected in the eyes and the life of that little girl. His glory from heaven here on earth to change the world's view of how simple and wonderful our Father truly is.


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