My Passion Poem by Deidre Dixon

My passion is to write
A gift I didn’t know was inside of me
Until I desired to give someone something special
And wasn’t sure what in the world that would be

After a long time
I decided I should pray and ask God what I could give
His response to me came as quite a surprise
But it was perfect, and I know it is with me for as long as I live

What He told me to do was to write something
In my human hesitance I said, “Who me? ”
When I said that I got no response at all from Him
My disbelief must have angered Him ‘cause without faith He won’t be pleased

I got a pad and began to pen a poem
And a brief moment after I began to write
The words began to flow like rivers of living water
I felt as if I had come from a dark place into a light

It was being revealed right before my eyes
What was to be part of my destiny
This wonderful gift of writing I have
Which before that time I could not see

I always thought it would be to sing or act
Those are things I have always enjoyed
I still do both pretty regularly
But, writing is a passion I can’t avoid

Writing to me is like the air I breathe
Something I must have to survive
If I were not allowed to write anything
My spirit would cease to be alive

It doesn’t matter what it is that I write
Could be a letter, a poem, an inspiration, a play or a song
Give me a pen and paper, a computer to type or a rock and a chisel
And I could continuously write something all day long

Writing is my passion
I use this gift with every opportunity
Sharing it so that others can be blessed
Has encouraged some, challenged others and even set people free

Though my passion is forever to write
I am careful to praise God for this gift
Because whatever happens in my life
I don’t want His anointing to lift

Every human God created has a gift inside
It could be to teach, speak publicly, cook or be a designer of fashion
I encourage everyone to know what the gift of God is in their life
Once you know what that thing is it will become your passion

If you need an example to help you understand
There is a very good example in Jesus the Christ
He was 100% man and 100% Deity
He too, before He was born, had a gift inside

No one else had this gift before or after his time
You see, the gift he had inside was life
He looked inside a cup one day and saying, “Nevertheless…”
The passion that drove him to his destiny was to die

As for me, I will write until I cannot write any longer
There is no such thing as having nothing to say
Because this gift has been inside me since before I was born
I am headed for my destiny, and my passion will take me all the way