For the last several years, I’ve heard people talk about their “life verse.”
I’d scratch my head and go, “Huh? What’s that mean?”
Well, according to shareyourstorynow.org, “A life-verse is a verse or passage in the Bible that is significant to you. It may define your life, give you inspiration or direction, be something that you hang onto as you face difficult circumstances, or it could even be the passage of scripture that brought you to a belief in Jesus Christ.”
I always wondered how someone knew a verse was supposed to be the one they lived by forever.
Well, now I know.
Because two weeks ago at the ACFW (American Christian Fiction Writers) conference, God gave me mine in the clearest way I could have imagined.
It was Friday. I had two editor pitch sessions coming up. (For you non-writers, this means I sit down for 15 minutes and tell them about my book. They can ask questions or say they aren’t interested. You really have no idea how it will go.)
I’d never pitched before, so needless to say—I was nervous! (I mean, I love food and I barely touched breakfast AND lunch. Such a bummer.)
I had a few friends who offered to wait and pray with me, but I needed a few moments to myself. At this particular conference, they set up a prayer room. So I headed in there.
I just felt…overwhelmed.
Not because I was THAT afraid or anything. Maybe because I was there…finally. Maybe it was a huge mixture of fear, and joy, and worry, all rolled up into this ball of emotions that threatened to spill over.
Anyway, so I sat down and started praying, but felt like I needed the comfort of God’s words. I pulled out my iPhone, and scrolled to my Bible app.
I didn’t know what verse I’d even pull up for comfort.
But I didn’t need to know.
Because the verse of the day popped up, and when I read it—kid you not—I burst into tears.
Here’s the verse (same translation as on the app):
“There has never been the slightest doubt in my mind that the God who started this great work in you would keep at it and bring it to a flourishing finish on the very day Christ Jesus appears.” (Philippians 1:6, The Message)
I cried, prayed, ran out to show my friends…and tears came to their eyes too, because they know me. And they know that above all, the hardest thing I struggle with is WORRY.
I worry I won’t succeed at this whole writing thing. That I’ll never amount to anything.
But as God likes to continually remind me (as He did just last month; see this guest blog post I wrote on Jessica Patch’s site)—He’s got this.
I mean, He plopped that verse in my lap. I believe in that little prayer room in the bottom level of the Hyatt Regency in Dallas…God met me.
And He showed me the verse that will always be most significant to me, because of who I am and what I struggle with.
He’s started this work in me—whether it be my writing life, my personal life, my spiritual life—and He’s gonna finish it.
He’s. Got. This.
And I’m so, so glad.