I sat quietly in the overstuffed leather chair. With steepled hands, I studied the shaft of wood that hovered in front of me. Smooth as silk, the grains of wood played and curled into an elegant design. Colorful notches of feathers adorned one end of the shaft. A gleaming tip looked long past ready to show that it could be of use. I was entranced to see what it would do next.
With flowing ease, the shaft of wood discovered my gaze and turned to me. “What good is an arrow if there is no target?”
The question caught me off guard. I knew not what to say.
The shaft of wood continued on. “God creates all things for a purpose. And, to see that purpose and not take the action that it deserves is an insult to God and man alike. Does it not bother you at all that I am of no use to master or servant?”
Seeing my silence, the shaft of wood turned dark and threatening. “How can you just sit there, looking like you’ll lose your head? Do you not know that the number one regret of man or beast alike is the wish to have the courage to live a life true to one’s self and not to live the life that culture demands?”
I cocked my head to one side struggling to capture at least one of the competing thoughts that plagued me.
“Good sir, you can plainly see that I am an arrow! Tell me, how can I be of any use if there is no target to aim at? Please good sir, you taunt me with your silence. Help me to be the arrow that I was meant to be. Speak to me!”
I sat utterly dumbfounded. “Good shaft of wood, you think you’re an arrow? Who said that you’re an arrow? By all means no! You are something far mightier. You are a fine pen!”
Confusion spilled out, like a bottle of ink pouring out over a desk. “What?”
“Good shaft of wood, do you want just one target? I am here to make use of you. Together, we can paint endless scenes of amazing creations. We have a world to reach!”
The fine wooden pen glowed with excitement and hope, the anger gone. “Thank you kind sir.”
I smiled. “All you had to do was ask.”
“‘For I know the plans I have for you,’ declares the LORD, ‘plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. Then you will call on me and come and pray to me, and I will listen to you. You will seek me and find me when you seek me with all your heart. I will be found by you,’ declares the LORD” Jer. 29: 11-14a NIV