Haunting Word

Words are my love language, my most natural form of worship and my medium, and therefore they wield great power in my heart. And there is a word that has been (quite literally) keeping me awake at night for the last week.

Squander.
     To waste (something) in a reckless and foolish manner.
     To allow an opportunity to pass or be lost.

I can't nail down its entry point into my brain, which is what makes me suspicious that God brought it to my attention.

A whispered warning.

I went to the Storyline conference in Chicago this week to hear from God about writing. And I definitely heard from God - about writing, about my past, about redemption, about my heart, about God's love, about agency, and so much more.
It will take me much time and reflection to bring more specific lessons to this space.

Here is what I do know: I don't want to intentionally waste or passively forgo the invitation of God. The invitation to be a co-worker in creativity, a contributor to the Kingdom and a child of second-chances.

More to come.