I’ve always wanted to be a novelist ever since I was little, and constantly I thought of stories in my head that I wanted to turn into a book one day. It has been a fervent and passionate desire of mine since I can remember. Last year I was prayerfully considered the will of God and I felt this was not His will for me. I seemed to be moved by the Holy Spirit not to go in this direction (when I think about it I feel REALLY moved not to go in this direction), instead I felt working with people of Africa has been God’s will. I made a promise to God I would never become a novelist or think about my stories again. For a long time I kept my promise. Now I’m forgetting the people of Africa. Then one day I started thinking…I got sucked into it…and now everyday I’m intensively thinking about those things which I promised not to think about (stories). My heart races with excitement, this seems to be my passion. They seem innocent stories but they are not because I promised not to think about them. I promised I wouldn’t do this unitl I get to heaven…I would spend my life working on earth…I have offended God over and over again with my choices
Should I still continue to break my promise and think about these stories?
How do I rebuke a promise?