A Fire in My Soul to Write and Minister

There’s a fire in the pit of my soul that I simply can’t ignore. It’s a passion from the Lord—a calling to write, to speak, and to reach the hurting and the lost. This isn’t just a hobby or a passing interest. It’s a burden God has placed on my heart, a divine assignment that compels me to pour words onto the page and messages into the world.

I write because I know what it feels like to be broken. I’ve seen what pain can do, how it can hollow out the heart and make hope feel like a distant dream. But I also know firsthand what God can do. I know His power to heal, to restore, and to bring light into the darkest places of our lives. He took my wounds and turned them into testimonies. He took my scars and made them a platform to point others to Him.

That’s why I can’t stay silent. If God has healed me, then I must tell others He can heal them too. If He has lifted me up from the pit, then I must extend my hand and help others climb out. Writing, for me, is more than putting words together—it’s ministry. It’s reaching across pages and screens to remind someone that they are not forgotten, not unloved, not beyond redemption.

Every sentence I write and every message I share is driven by one hope: that someone who feels lost will discover the love of Jesus. That someone weighed down by shame will find forgiveness. That someone who thinks their story is over will realize God is just beginning a brand-new chapter.

This passion isn’t mine alone—it’s the Spirit of God working through me. And so I will keep writing, keep ministering, and keep sharing His message with everyone I possibly can. Because the world is full of people who need healing, and I know the One who heals.