“God, sometimes I don’t want to write,” I confessed as I sat staring at the keyboard. “I don’t think I can share another little story with the world.”
“But you always do,” God spoke gently.
“Yes, somehow I do.” I sighed, not feeling very enthusiastic.
“You show up even when you don’t feel like showing up. That’s obedience. It’s what builds strength and character,” God said.
“But somedays my writing is terrible,” I replied.
“The quality of your words doesn’t matter. It’s the effort that matters. You are obedient to your dream of sharing love in the world. Imagine what could happen if everyone were obedient to their dreams!” God said.
“I’ll write today if you’ll hold my heart so I’m not weary.”
“I will help everyone be obedient to their dreams. All they have to do is ask.”
“I’ll tell them,” I said, and began typing.