Numerous believers write, and they do so in both the fiction and nonfiction arenas. Not all of them, however, write Christian Fiction (or Nonfiction).
What I do want to talk about today, though, is why I write Christian Fiction.
My love of writing started in the fourth grade. I wrote a sequel to Where the Red Fern Grows. Who could go wrong with an illustrious start like that, right?
Fast forward more than twenty years.
A week after the memorial service, a friend asked what I was going to do with the rest of my life. It wasn’t a question about my son, husband, or what remained or our family. It was a question about the hole in my heart and how I planned to fill it. In the next breath, that friend suggested I write – something I’d not done seriously in years. “That eulogy you wrote was really something. You should try writing.”
I went home, and I started to write that same day. I buried myself in it. I spent my days being the wife and mom everyone needed me to be. And I spend my sleepless nights typing away at the keyboard. I wrote, and I wrote, and I wrote. My first novel was published a year later.
Why do I write Christian Fiction?
Because God didn’t abandon me in my need. Writing helped me cope. It helped me grieve. It helped me find a way back to laughter. Writing is a gift that God handed to me during my darkest hour, and my conscience won’t allow me to write anything that doesn’t glorify Him.
Don’t get me wrong. I wasn’t always happy with God in that year of writing. I clung to Him with everything I had, but that doesn’t mean I always did so with a heart full of joy. But even when my emotions were taking me in a hundred different directions, I held on. And I wrote.
I could quote Bible verses about how we’re to do everything as unto the Lord – which applies to our writing, too. We could talk about how we’re the temple of the Holy Spirit and that the things we produce from our temple (including ideas that become books) ought to be edifying to others. I’ve heard Christian authors make those arguments, as well as many other valid ones.
For me, though, it’s as simple as this: God gave me the gift of writing at a time in my life when I desperately needed it. And so, with everything I write, I will do my best to honor Him.
Is there something in your life special and sacred? A way you honor God that nobody but you and He fully understand? Tell me about it – I look forward to your comments!