Who's holding your hand?

I am not by nature a writer. I'm a talker. It is far easier for me to speak my thoughts than write them down and as I come to write this blog I am reminded ever more of that. It makes me wonder if the authors of scripture ever sat looking at a blank piece of scroll waiting on inspiration or if they came to writing already inspired. I doubt they were up against a deadline but were they chosen to write scripture because writing was already a skill they possessed or did the Lord have to encourage them in an area they were not so familiar with? I suppose the answer could be both. God uses the skills we have in living for him but he also equips us for tasks and has us step out of those all too comfortable comfort zones so that his strength is shown through our weakness.

I am always glad when God uses the strengths I already have. It's easy and familiar. But I am even happier when I see that God has used me in a way I would not have chosen for myself. I am thrilled at the prospect of being available and having my faith expanded, even though it scares the dickens out of me.

My "Life" verse (if I could be so hokey) is:

¹³ For I am the LORD your God
   who takes hold of your right hand
and says to you, Do not fear;
   I will help you. 

                                             (Isaiah 41:13)

Every new endeavor starts with a step of faith. When I step out I know who has my hand. Who has yours?