The other day I had a kind of difficult email to write. There was something I had to say to the person I was writing to that was going to be forceful. I didn’t know what exactly I would say. In fact, I was well aware that the things I thought of in my mind to say were not right. They were too head-on and wouldn’t bring peace to either of us.

However, when I sat down to write, when I was actually doing it, the words just came, and they were right. I was impressed with myself.

The earlier responses I had had going around in my mind were more directed to my irritation. The response I actually wrote didn’t come from irritation at all. Can I say it came from love? I kinda think it did. Close to love anyway. In the act of writing, something made my irritation go away.

This was a better-written email than my analytical mind could ever have thought of.

There was something in the act of sitting down to write that brought out of me what all my thinking about never would have. I would say that starting to write brought calmness with it.

For me, I would compare writing to riding a bike. You don’t know how. However, you get on and ride. You don’t have to think about it. If you were thinking about how to ride a bike, you might fall off.

I can remember when I was in college, and we had essay tests in literature, and we had these little blue books to write in. Time was limited. We didn’t have time to think. We just barely had time to write. And so back then, when I got the blue book back, I would be amazed at what I had written at the spur of the moment. I wrote down things I didn’t even know I knew.

I suppose we never know what we can do until we do it. I suppose we don’t know what we know until we see it.

Spontaneity is good. Spontaneity is a rich field, and we don’t know what’s in it until we start plowing. We can’t plan spontaneity. We don’t know what it holds. We can’t plan it or figure it out. We can only discover it as it unrolls itself.

The email I wrote wasn’t Godwriting™, yet Godwriting is something like that. Godwriting can’t be planned. It cannot be figured out ahead of time. It can’t be known ahead of time. It can’t be predicted. There is no script to follow.

Godwriting can only flow as it flows in the moment that it flows from somewhere inside us that picks up what God wants us to hear.

The more I Godwrite, the easier all writing seems to become.