Day 02

And the LORD God formed man of the dust of the ground, and breathed into his nostrils the breath of life; and man became a living soul. Genesis 2:7

Dear writer,

You are called to create life around you, the way God did when He breathed life into man.

Your Father in Heaven has given you the gift of breathing life into the world. He has poured out His Holy Spirit into your being. So when you see dust- the dead and decaying world – you can breathe life into them with your words.

What you write has the power to lift the smog off of people's lives.

In an automated world, figuring out what’s irreplaceable and what isn’t is the million dollar question?  Look at Google, it can translate a text within seconds. Even what’s lost in translation.

Google has certainly simplified life. But can a writer or any other artist be replaced with an app?

Yes, say the sci-fi films. The day’s not far (or maybe it’s already arrived) when writing-tool-apps will be taken over by the ‘iwrite’ apps. Like the name, line and silly-verse generators we might have novel, non-fiction, and short story generators.

What would happen then? Would man compete with a machine to produce a better song or story? Can he do that? Compete with a machine that’s loaded with a trillions words, a billion emotions, a zillion plots and a million characters? It is loaded to generate a story each day. And man is no match for that.

As always, man would end up a slave to the god he creates.

What would happen to the writer? Would he shut shop and join the few farmers in the countryside, who’ve got a lot of pesticide? Or would he stay within the vicinity of a gasping city, and entomb himself inside the assembly line? And one fine day, would he just fade away like a forgotten recipe that never found its way into google’s bin?

Definitely not.

Because you, dear writer have the ability to create LIFE. Google can take the word-cells from the writer’s mind but can never give birth to LIFE. Cos life begets life.

So, dear writer, take up the dust in your hands and start working with it. Breathe life into it. Your work shall become a living soul.

Song for the day:
Breathe – Michael W. Smith

This is the air I breathe
This is the air I breathe
Your holy presence 
living in me

This is my daily bread
This is my daily bread
Your very word 
spoken to me

And I, I'm desperate for you
And I, I'm lost without you

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K-0EgzOWkvc

• Vim
  Nov 08 2016