It’s not the pen, it’s the eraser…

Lately, I’ve seen this quote “God is still writing your story. Quit picking up the pen.” I’m sure you’ve seen it, too, right? But, what if it’s not the pen you’re picking up, but the eraser?

You see, darling, many of us aren’t trying to rewrite our futures, but we’re trying to erase our pasts. When the truth of it is, our past has already been erased. Our perfect Savior has already erased the past and paved the way for our future. It’s not the pen that’s my problem, but the eraser.

If you’re like me it isn’t the present or the future that haunts you, but the past. Words left unsaid, moments left unfulfilled, tasks left unfinished, apologies never given, the words “I love you” never being spoken again, dreams and goals and hopes left unaccomplished, choices you made left to be questioned time and again, and regrets left for a lifetime.

But, darling we’ve been given a promise-a hope for the future.

“Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation. The old has passed away; behold, the new has come.” -2 Corinthians 5:17

Because of that very promise, we can put down the eraser. We can stop checking the rearview mirror. We can stop looking behind us toward the past because that isn’t the direction we’re moving. We’re moving forward, without a pen and without Mapquest or Siri, because we have the ultimate navigator—our Father who will guide our paths if we’ll only let loose of the wheel.

So, darling I’m encouraging you to put down the eraser and give the past to the One who has already come to shoulder your burden, the One who knows your hurt, who feels your pain. Give Him the eraser and let go—leave it in the past.

Blessings,

P.S. If you’re a fellow infertility sister, I’d love to hear your story and add you to my prayer list. Infertility is lonely in a world full of babies so, it’s nice knowing you’re not alone.

P.P.S. If you’re like me and can’t leave the eraser alone or maybe the pen is you’re problem, I want you to know you’re not alone. My life is full of all those stray pink pieces an eraser leaves behind. I’d love to hear from you and add you to my prayer list, too.

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