Your story is not written by those who abused the opportunities that they had to pen a line or two on the pages of your life. For your story is written by the God who’s story will erase all of the lesser lines of men.

As it peaks over the horizon, does not a sunrise whisper the opportunity to try again. And if the day passes and our efforts were stunted by the bane of our insecurities or blunted by the challenges of life, does not a sunset invite us to rest before it whispers the same message the next morning?

Each day hands me a clean sheet of paper upon which to write. Therefore, I would be wise to write without ever having the need to erase.

We want to 'write in' our plan and 'write out' the consequence. When we do that, we're headed 'right back' to what we foolishly thought we could 'write out.

In God’s vocabulary, ‘lost’ is an unnecessary adjective that is easily erased by the adjective ‘found’ if we would simply be brave enough to hand Him the eraser.

Through repeated use I have discovered that a pencil has two ends. One draws lines. The other erases them. And in a culture that’s becoming increasingly divided, maybe we need to commit to using the latter and stop sharpening the former.