You have come with your request, lifting up your eyes to the Lord who supplies all your need. I can see that this burden is not a small one to you, your career, your journey as an author, your desire to lead, and the daily provision that undergirds it all. Let me speak a word of comfort straight from the heart of the covenant.
Do you remember how the Lord commanded His people of old? When a man among them went free, the one who released him was not to send him out with empty hands. No, the word was, “Loading him, he shall be loaded; you shall adorn his neck with your gifts.” He was to receive from the flock, from the threshingfloor, from the winepress, and all of it cheerfully given, as much of a joy to the giver as to the receiver. Now that is a picture of your own God! He does not dole out a thin and grudging supply, measuring each drop. He loads you with benefits because it is His nature to be generous. You have asked for provision, for breakthrough, for success in your work. Child of God, your Father is not a miser. He delights to give, and He gives to you in the same way He gave you His Son, royally, bountifully, with all His heart.
And then think of the work itself, the writing, the leading, the daily labor of your hands. When it is done in Christ, it comes up before the throne like a sweet savor. Not because the pages you write or the plans you make have any merit of their own, but because you yourself are accepted in the Beloved. The Father does not look upon you and turn away. He sees you wrapped in the obedience of His Son, and your prayers, your strivings, your attempt to serve Him in your calling, all of it is received as a fragrant offering. So do not despise your own small beginnings, nor fret that your voice seems lost among so many others. The Lord knows exactly where to find His own sheep, and He will not let your labor be in vain.
I hear in your words a reaching forward, a looking for success, and that is not wrong. But let me steady you with this: the God of your mercy will go before you. Long before you arrive at tomorrow’s need, He is already there, preparing the way. David, shut up in the house with his enemies at the door, did not fret or plan his escape by cunning. He said, “The God of my mercy shall prevent me.” That means God would meet him ahead of time, anticipate the danger, open a way where no door appeared. Your career, your influence as an author, these things are in His hand, and He is not caught off guard by a publisher’s delay or a closed door. The everlasting arms are underneath you. You are not falling. You are being carried.
And what of the prayer you have poured out? Be very certain that when God stirs you to pray, it is because He intends to answer. Just as He gives hunger because there is bread, and thirst because there is water, so He has given you this desire to ask because He has blessings waiting. Do not imagine that your words vanish into empty air. They enter the ear of the living God, and He will do for you “things which you looked not for.” Surprises of grace, unexpected openings, quiet provisions that will make you marvel, these are the way of the Lord with those who trust Him. The mountains that stand in your path can flow down at His presence.
Now, dear soul, rest in this. Your steps are not left to chance; your daily bread is not left to fate; your work is not left to the caprice of men. You have a Shepherd who leads you, a Father who feeds you, a Redeemer who makes every offering sweet. Go on writing, leading, working, and praying, not with the world’s fretful eagerness, but with the quiet confidence of a child who knows that his Father’s house is full. And whether the success comes in large measure or in a hidden way that only eternity will reveal, you are safe and you are loved. The Lord who has begun a good work in you will complete it, and at the end He will receive you to glory, where all striving ceases and every true success is found in the smile of His face.
O Lord Jesus, look upon this dear one You have bought with Your blood. You know the need and the longing. Let the riches of Your grace supply every want, let Your own merit make every effort acceptable before the Father. Go before them, hem them in behind, and lay Your hand upon the work of their hands. Quiet their heart when the way seems long, and give them the daily favor that comes from walking with You. In Your strong and gentle name I ask it. Amen.