I had read some of Francine's secular romances from the 1980's, and although I didn't know her then, I did notice when I didn't see any of her books in a long time. Years, actually. In the summer of 1991, I read about her upcoming release, and the article told about how she had come to Christ and lost the ability to write until God showed her the story He wanted her to write, based on the Book of Hosea. At the time, although I was a Christian, I wasn't walking closely with Him (another way of saying I was in rebellion). But I was longing to get right with Him again, and her story in that magazine called to me.
Sometimes our dreams for ourselves are too small. Aren't they?
Speaking of the power of words, this weekend I watched the DVD of The Iron Lady. I can't call it a great movie, even though Meryl Streep's acting was awesome (as always). I give it 3 stars and feel I'm being generous. It could have been great if they hadn't muddled it up with her descent into dementia. The parts about when she was Prime Minister was when the film excelled.
Watch your thoughts, for they become words.Oh, yes! Wish I'd written those words myself.
Watch your words, for they become actions.
Watch your actions, for they become habits.
Watch your habits, for they become your character.
And watch your character, for it becomes your destiny.