I guess it was back in the early 1990’s when I was inspired to write. Oh, I’d written term papers throughout high school and college, but had never written for pure joy. This inspiration that occurred in my life goes by the name Lucado. Max Lucado. The following segment is taken from his book, On The Anvil.
God sees our life from beginning to end. He may lead us through a storm at age thirty so we can endure a hurricane at age sixty. An instrument is useful only if it’s in the right shape. A dull ax or bent screwdriver needs attention, and so do we. A good blacksmith keeps his tools in shape. So does God. Should God place you on his anvil, be thankful. It means he thinks you’re still worth reshaping.If I were a bettin’ woman, I’d bet that many of you are on the anvil right about now. Some of you are wondering when your Savior is truly going to save you from your plight. There are probably a handful of you who think He’s gone off and forgotten about you leaving you on a cold slab of metal to be molded all by your lonesome. Rest assured, my friend. He has not. Trust me when I tell you that I’ve been there. More than once. And while I didn’t like the process nor did I enjoy having to endure pain beyond my comprehension, I certainly liked the outcome. And you will, too. Special enough for the Creator of the Universe to keep workin’ on you? I think so.