A popular sermon topic deals with “the dash.” It’s that little line between the date of one’s birth and the date of death. “You’ve been on this earth for over 35 years, what have you done?” a friend asked – who was overly kind about the number 35. Good question.

I married, raised a son, followed two career paths; one as a registered nurse and another as a piano teacher. I taught piano classes and medical terminology for adults in our school district. But I didn’t discover the other purpose of my “dash” until I retired.

I had always loved words – reading them, writing them, pondering them. I began to consider writing more seriously, but I had no clue as to what I should write.  One Sunday, our pastor gave the “Dash Sermon” and then I knew. I wonder if pastors become uneasy when a member of their flock pumps their hand after service and says, “Thank you! Your sermon changed my life. I know what I’m going to do now!”

Since that day, I have written press releases for churches and ministries, articles for newsletters, and I am a regular contributing reporter for The Good News, a Christian newspaper in upstate New York. I have written for national and local on-line publications and am currently editing an inspirational Bible study.

I write of people touched by a sovereign God, about ministries born from grace, and the awesome ways Christ, the Bridegroom cares for his Bride, the church.

I write. God takes care of the rest. That’s my “dash.”