The facilitator in the writers group last night asked the question “why do you write?” I’ve blogged before about writers who say “I can’t not write.” That phrase has been a stumbling block to me because I’ve not felt that way. I could easily not write. There are plenty of other things I could fill my time with.
I woke up thinking about the facilitator’s question this morning and sensed something deeper. Why do I write? Why does anyone write or talk or do anything?
Another phrase was also on my mind. “If I had been the only person on earth, Christ still would have died for me.” I’ve heard that said many times and it always puzzles me. God gave me new insight on these thoughts during my quiet time with him this morning.
John 1:1-2 In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. He was with God in the beginning.
Genesis 1:27 So God created man in his own image, in the image of God he created him; male and female he created them.
Genesis 1:18 The Lord God said, “It is not good for the man to be alone.”
That last scripture is very interesting to me. Do we assume that God thought the male he created might do ok alone? Was creating the female a second thought after seeing that the man needed someone else? Maybe. Maybe not.
Why did man need woman?
Look again at John 1. The Word, which is Christ, was with God and he was God. Yet we worship one God. Explaining the trinity – God the Father, God the Son, and God the Holy Spirit can be difficult. Even more difficult is trying to separate the three. Which one do we worship? Is one greater than the other?
Genesis 1:27, male and female are created in the image of God. It does not say males are made in the image of God the Father and females are made in the image of God the Son.
Let’s add one more scripture Matthew 22:36-40. “Teacher, which is the greatest commandment in the Law? Jesus replied: Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind. This is the first and greatest commandment. And the second is like it: Love your neighbor as yourself.”
Why do I write? It is the way I share myself with others. It is out of love for God and the desire to be one with others just as the Father and the Son are one. Maybe the bigger question is why do I hesitate to write? Could that be Satan’s attempt to make me believe that God created me and sent his son to die for me alone?
Writing is not the only way to love God and love others. How are you sharing yourself and uniting with others?
