He's Writing My Story by Laura Hooker

Meet our friend, Laura Hooker. She is a momma of two, entrepreneur, inspirational & beautiful soul who we adore! Her words below bring comfort and encouragement as she shares her heart and part of her story with you all. Enjoy!

He's Writing My Story by Laura Hooker

Sometimes I close my eyes and imagine God sitting in Heaven, in His favorite writing spot. The spot where He can see the entire world, where the sun hits the earth just perfectly and His creation shines with beauty.

I imagine Him writing my story, weaving in new characters, fading away others, bringing in new challenges while bringing relief from some. I imagine Him writing in the storms, the ones that He knows will take me to my knees, but He writes it in anyway, because He knows that this chapter must take place in order for the next chapter bringing joy and triumph to happen.

And that’s where I find my peace. No matter what chapter He is writing, His hand never pauses in uncertainty, He never erases because He never makes mistakes. Tears may fall as He allows pain in my story but His hand is steady through it all because He knows how the story ends. It ends in victory. Complete victory.

What seems like a mass of plot twists, deep heavy words of mystery and uncertainty to me is so clear to the writer of my story and that is where faith comes in. Such a small word but a word that I find myself struggling to truly understand and embrace.

This season of life is so busy, career changes, juggling multiple businesses, raising two tiny humans who need every single part of me, fighting through marriage hurdles trying to find a common ground that doesn’t involve dirty diapers or bills, remembering to feed the bunny, and food. For the love, kids eat all day and all night it seems…and someone has to cook it all, clean it all….go buy it all. And everything just takes time. I struggle with time right now. My friends don’t see me much. I seldom get time to just sit and be.

I find myself ready for this chapter to close. I want to know if I’ve made the right decisions with my work, I want to know I’m not messing up my kids to bad, I want to know that one day my husband and I won’t stress about the small things, I want to know that I’ll find myself again. But then I get nervous. What will the next chapter hold for me? Will be easy? Will it be harder?

And then I close my eyes again, and I see Him. I see Him pause from writing my story. I feel Him. I feel Him speak to my heart and tell me to just be still. To let Him finish writing. I imagine Him cupping my face in His hands and looking deep in my soul. Deeper than anyone ever could look, and asking me to just trust Him. To just allow myself to grow when things get hard. To laugh when things are easier and to choose joy in each chapter, no matter what.

And one day, when I get to Heaven, I just want to go sit in His favorite spot, where He wrote my story. Where the sun hits the earth just perfectly. I’m sure I’ll ugly cry as I read through each chapter, as I laugh through the funny times, watch my heart break through the hard times, watch my family struggle but always get back up, and as I read on, I’ll see how every plot twist was for the better and how much I grew through it all and how very, very perfect it all is.

And then I am overcome. Overcome with the peace that only He brings.

During the beautiful parts of my story I will soak up the goodness.

 During the battles, I will suit up in the armor that He has given me

And today. I will just live in the moment.

In this moment.

Letting go and letting God,

Laura