Transformative Power of the Written Word

I wanted to say something about the value of books and written words the other day and then I spotted a blog I had written in February of 2014. It is below the photo of the books, below. I wanted to remind people to hang on to precious notes, letters, and cards they receive. It is the one thing that I really try to hold onto. I have a treasure of birthday cards and note cards from my mom who passed away a few months ago. I tied a ribbon around them and I have them with a photo of her. In those notes are precious words. Words that my mom might not be able to say in person but she could write them to me on my birthday card.

Words are used to build up and tear down, to entertain and inspire, to equip, instruct, create, and to destroy.

I have been challenging some friends lately about writing. Don’t wait until you feel like you are 100% ready to share your words or writing. You may have something to say that someone needs to hear or read. Just do it. ~Annette 11/22/15


Written word versus the spoken word: both are powerful, of course. To hear the voice of a loved one speak words of affection may trump a written note doing the same. It may, or may not. Words are powerful no matter how they are delivered.

I am in possession of a fresh revelation of the power of the written word. Please indulge me; I need to share it.

Sometimes we are not next to skin that we can dialogue with. Sometimes we are alone. Alone. Last night as I was rising back up from the proverbial ashes I reached over to the side of my desk and popped open a book that I have been meaning to return to friends–for a longtime. I know it must be special to them by the amount of love it had in it—red pencils, notes, highlighter, dates, underlines and wrap-arounds of the text. I had opened it looking for something—hope maybe? As my eyes hit the text I realized I had struck gold in the form of truth, hope, and direction. Boom, I had it! The portion of the book was about trust. It was written by Ron Mehl*—who, if you know his story, understands trust in the tough times.

Mehl’s book spoke to me when I was alone. It transformed my thinking and my emotions. It changed my perspective—I could see down a straight path, well lit.

This morning I had a conference call. There ended up being only two of us on the line, instead of the normal several. The voice on the other end of the line had just published a book. The title, Overcoming the Enemy’s Storms: Finding Healing Through the Grace of God, by Diane Gardner*.  Her memoirs wrapped around the theme of the enemies strategies. I asked her about it. Hearing just part of her story leads me to be confident that the book will be transformational to many.

Books transform.

Lately I have been on a much-needed fiction kick. When I am alone I get to grab my book and fall into a story—one without dishes calling me to wash them or deeper problems taunting me. As I read I feel enriched. My countenance and vocabulary seem richer when I pause or when I am done reading. I go to another world as a reader, an observer of lives, enjoying plot and characters, and the cadence of well written words.

Good fiction is transformative.

Have you read any poetry lately? Talk about heightened appreciation of words—packed in smaller valuable packages.

Poetry transforms.

Though one of the legs of my business helps authors to publish I can say with honesty that I am not blogging today to package content to elicit business. I needed to write about the power of the written word because of the eye-opener I just had.

Do you have written words that need to be shared?

* Ron Mehl, The Cure for the Troubled Heart

* Diane Gardner, Overcoming the Enemy’s Storms: Finding Healing Through the Grace of God

God’s Presence: Emmanuel

Sometimes it’s in spite of life’s circumstances that we most recognize God’s presence.

Emmanuel—God is with us! It’s a rather fantastic thought–one that our finite minds have a hard time wrapping around, It’s just too big to grasp in its fullness.

I am not focused this month on the baby Jesus, rather I am several Christian remembrance dates ahead of myself. I am off the timeline and I  am already after Pentecost! And it is because of one of the names of God: Emmanuel. It super-charges my hope and thinking this month. It makes me shake my head in wonderment. god

As we move into the Christmas season and we recognize the gift of God, as He bowed low to become a babe in human form, our Jesus, that He might identify with us and we with Him, my heart has raced ahead. In the Bible, heart and mind are interchangeable and as I say my heart, I indeed mean my mind and my whole spirit. God with us began with Mary, an angel, the Spirit of the Lord, and Joseph. That is the insertion point of God dwelling with man in an amazing (understatement) way. But I run ahead right now to Emmanuel who came to earth, ascended to Heaven, and then sent His Holy Spirit to live and abide in us, and with us: Emmanuel!

I feel such joy and delight as my heart and mind focus on GOD WITH US! I am never alone and neither are you. And, as limited as I am to console and encourage those who are walking through life and some of the most difficult of circumstances and losses—what do I have to give them? I have Emmanuel: God with us! The comfort, the hope, the encouragement, the strength, and the prayers I pray are not just my own. They are not just my desperate attempts to meet the needs of humanity around me—they instead are derived from Emmanuel!

For those of us who have literally and figuratively lifted our arms wide open to God we can delight in a God that never leaves us—that walks with us in all things and through all things. He will not leave us behind. He will not turn His back on us. He dwells within and as we learn to hear Him and partner with Him we too can be a light to a world.

If you haven’t entered a relationship with Emmanuel I will promise you that the adventure and the wholeness that you will enter into are like none other. Letting God have entrance into our lives is what we were made for—the final piece of the puzzle. The puzzle can’t be completed until His piece is fitted in—that’s the way the puzzle was designed. Nothing compares.

As we enter the literal darkest of seasons, where daylight hours are shortened considerably, things can get gloomy—especially in the Northwest. As joyous as the Christmas season is for the masses it also brings to the forefront losses, complicated family relationships, financial strains, and a lot of pressure. May our hearts and minds focus on Emmanuel and watch Him lead us through this season with a greater amount of grace and strength than we can imagine. And importantly, let’s partner with Emmanuel to bring light into the dark spots of this glorious season and may your joy be full!

Emmanuel. Emmanuel. God is with us, Emmanuel.