Friday, February 3, 2012

No Pretending

I will not pretend.

The inkwell is dangerously close to being dried up.

How do I write when the ink is no more?

How does the pen flow with words to affect hope and healing when there is nothing to give?

I will not pretend.

If I believe this is writer’s block…

Then this—all this—is only about words on a screen.

It is more than that.

It’s about my soul journey.

I will not pretend.

I am the one empty…not the inkwell.

And yet, He knows this.

And I know He cares—deeply for me.

So what is He waiting for?

Why not fill me now, Lord?

I will not pretend.

I struggle with this.

I really do.

On the journey with you,

How about you?
How do you fill the well of your soul when you feel depleted and empty?

Here or somewhere…be real.
Share your journey


  1. Laura, thank you for your transparency. I recommend that you get Cec Murphey's Unleashing the Writer Within. He has a lot to say about writer's block and all that entails. Powerful, powerful, book!

  2. H.S. in you has a lot to say. In my mind's eye or the mind of my Spirit I see a large valve like a door lock in a steering wheel shape you would see on a bank vault, that is turned to release the rivers of living water that flow through your voice, your pen. You are not strong enough to turn it, Jesus did and can and will turn it to release the treasure inside.

  3. See! You speak to my heart! I too have stuggled with this and you always seem to know what to say...even if its nothing at all. Amazing!

  4. I start with crying and probably frustration, and then in my emptiness my heart turns to crying out to Him. I know that if it depended on my well being full, I would be in big trouble. Yet I hunger to be filled by Him. Ever so gently He silences the cries of my heart, and breaths His words into my spirit, "My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in [your] weakness." 2 Cor. 12:9 I long, He fills, and when waiting for Him to fill, He covers my mess with His grace.

  5. OH girl, I know it this feeling. And is obedience resting or pushing? I know, I know how hard it is to know which way you are to choose. BUT, you just being so open about it is refreshing. You know you're not alone on this (feeling empty).

    So, if I can offer this: Remember the sponge.

    A sponge can only hold so much water - and even though there are TONS of water to soak up and give to others (as writers do) - you might find right now you can't soak up anymore.

    Here’s why: sometimes we need to be spiritually wrung out. Till all the words are gone and you are dry. Sometimes it's only then that we can go back to the well and soak up NEW and FRESH water to give others.

    I'm actually praying you are the sponge. That somehow the idea of the sponge brings you peace. And that you feel safe in the wringing - and trust with anticipation in the time you return to the well.

  6. "Safe in the ringing." Yes, Sherry.