For years I threw pages of my diary into a desk drawer not understanding why I felt so compelled to keep the worn-out paper that chronicled my life. One day I pulled opened that stuffed drawer and watched hundreds of snippets of my life explode onto the floor in front of me. Should I finally throw them away? I leaned down to pick up the pile of paper and began to read the journal of days gone by. "Ok Lord", I thought, "If this accounting of how you worked in my life can glorify You in some way...please give it a name." I smiled at how bizarre that request seemed to me while jamming the notes back into the drawer. The phone rang. It was my dear neighbor, Laurie. She was going through a horrific divorce. "Pam, I am calling because I have an important question to ask you. Why is it that in the middle of all the pain, all I want to do is....dance in the kitchen? Her question took my breath away. I understood it completely. Her heart wanted to dance because she was living in victory long before she would ever see one. "Laurie," I said, "I just have to thank you. You just named the book I am going to write."
And so it has been for me, through all the years of pain our wonderful Lord has helped keep me focused on the unseen victory. I keep my eyes on Him while I just keep...dancing in the kitchen.
Pam Stewart
Pam Stewart
sounds like such an inspiring book! and let me say the tittle caught my eyes with the word "kitchen"!
ReplyDelete