Thursday, April 22, 2010
Important, Like Paul
Do you know Max Lucado? Check out this wonderful post on his blog, The Write Stuff.
We like to envision him as an old man with young eyes, wild hair, and a raging quill. He wrote by the light of a lamp in the lee of a shack with the fury of a prophet. His pen could scarce keep pace with his thoughts.
“A revealing of Jesus, the Messiah. God gave it to make plain to his servants what is about to happen. He published and delivered it by angel to his servant John. And John holds everything he saw: God’s word—the witness of Jesus Christ! How blessed the reader! How blessed the hearers and keepers of these oracle words, all the words written in this book.” (Rev. 1:1-2).
The old apostle paused only to catch his breath and dip his pen. He stood only to gaze through an open window into the just-opened heavens. If he closed his eyes it was only to rummage through his treasure chest of words for the one that fit the vision of an often-crowned Christ or a blood-dipped robe. No lazy verbs, no vanilla adjectives. This gate glistened with pearls and streets spoke of gold. This was God’s revelation. John was God’s revealer. So John wrote.
So did Paul. Yet, Paul wrote, not because of heavenly action, but because of congregational angst. Titus needed direction, the Ephesians needed assurance. Timothy struggled, the Corinthians squabbled and the Galatians waffled. So Paul wrote to them.
Finish reading Max's thoughts on the importance of our writing today here.
May you, like John, depict the heavens. May you, like Paul, love the churches. May you, like John, connect with a Theophilus in your world. May you pick up their pens and write for the soul. --Max Lucado