This season finds me writing less in my phone notes section and more in my journal.
I was even tempted to say I write less these days than the early days, but my mind flashed to my journal next to me, and remembered that I don’t actually write less. I just write in a different place.
On Friday as I struggled through a particular situation, asking God what to do and how to do it, He didn’t answer in the way I was asking. Instead He chose to remind me of what He had said in the past. And I went digging.
After over an hour of searching, I found the document I was looking for. My writings from an earlier time in the journey, compiled into one document.
As I started reading through, I breathed a little bit easier. Somehow, God had not forgotten, but in the day to day of life, I had forgotten.
When I sat and compiled these notes years before, I believe that God knew I’d need them, and although they’d sat for years without being used, that did not mean they had lost their purpose. They were there for just the right time to help me remember.
I know this is a topic that I share on frequently.
Are you writing down the love notes that God gives you? When something quickens your spirit and you can’t explain why? Don’t discount them as your own thoughts, especially when you have been diligently seeking God for an answer.
I can’t begin to tell you how amazed I am when I read back the words. God knew my tendency was to forgot. But it’s much harder to forget when there’s a date, a response to a prayer and how God showed up.
And no, being a writer is not required. Just make notes between yourself and God. You might be surprised how He ends up using them.
Dear Heavenly Father, I remain so grateful how I can go back to the first note I wrote to you, and to see how you are still answering to this day. Thank you that no matter how many times I come with the same question that you do not get frustrated, instead you made provision because you knew I’d need it. Amen.