“Lay not up for yourselves treasures upon earth, where moth and rust doth corrupt, and where thieves break through and steal: But lay up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where neither moth nor rust doth corrupt, and where thieves do not break through nor steal: For where your treasure is, there will your heart be also” (Matthew 6:19-21, KJV).
Your books are written on God’s scroll in heaven, before they come out in print. Treasures in heaven, written before you were born by the hand of your destiny, written with stardust on the blackness of space, a reminder to your soul as it descends to earth: write this.
Your books are engraved on your heart, so you won’t forget their importance to you . . . and to the world. With each heartbeat, a new word is formed; a new world is formed as your heart creates never-ending stories . . . stories that ride on the river of time.
Dip your pen into God’s inkwell, drawing the divine essence into your pen, now alive with the creative fire, caressing the hearts of men and women worldwide, bringing them closer to God. Like a candle flame igniting other candles, bring God’s light into a dark world.
Souls fall slowly like golden raindrops from the sun, destinies formed in heaven, awaiting their journeys on earth to begin. Writers who write divinely. Others imbued with their unique instructions from God. With the last words of “Gloria in excelsis Deo” lingering in the air, angels breathe song into the new souls, preparing them for birth: Alleluia.
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