to be written

I would like to write something. I have a writing thirst that must be quenched. I think I would like to write about God, because I LOVE him. So much. He's so...real. I think I will explain my last post. It says "I feel written." I do. I feel written. Life is a story. And every story has an author. So I've been just sort of...breathing in my life lately, taking time to soak it all in and realize how beautiful it is and how breathtaking God's presence is. God spoke the world into existence, and he's speaking my life into existence. He is writing my story. Words. He is using words to beautifully create this life that I am living in. Look at your life. Look at your story. Doesn't it just feel.....written? Look at the birds and the trees and the sunsets. Look at your family and your friends and your relationships. Look at your job and your education and your plans. Look at the afternoon spent at the park, the snow day spent building a snowman, and the crazy passionate fire you experienced at a retreat. Look at God in YOUR life. Look at the beauty of everything unfolding. Don't you feel written too?