From my youth I have always written things down,chronicling life as if from an outside perspective looking in. Although I wrote about what was around me I also experienced writing what was in me. To me it was a never ending labyrinth.
In the Beginning, Tom
Born in Plymouth Massachusetts 1958. Raised Italian Catholic. Tom accepted Christ as personal savior at 5 years of age . By the age of eight Tom intuitively knew he would grow up to be a writer an artist, but never imagined he would become a apostolic prophetic minister.
How many times in my youth did I sit in our community library looking at books dreaming about far away places. I didn't just read books... I drank them, I ate them. I imagined myself in the settings of kings, queens, princes and paupers. I fought dragons, I fought injustice. I held the dying in my arms. I settled disputes and ran carelessly among flowers in lush green fields. Anything from castles to mud huts with thatched roofs could be my home. Little did I realize the prophetic was already working in me. Reading became a way of life a place of escape. All the reading gave away to dreams where anything was possible and life was more simple. In a matter of chapters virtually all of life's problems could be solved. The end was never an end to me. There was always another book to read another place to go, other people to meet. My imagination knew no boundaries. I thought anything was possible at least in books.
Tom wouldn't know anything about being called into an apostolic prophetic lifestyle until August 15, 1982. It was at this time that Tom had an encounter with Father God himself. Likened to Saul who would become Paul the apostle, so it has been with Tom. It has taken time, distance, relationship, obedience, fellowship, training, honor, respect, reading, studying, testing and endless ministry assignments combined to get to this point. Over the years and through it all, Tom has been writing... Chronicling about events, people, problems, solutions and so much more. Thousands upon thousands of hand written notes and letters. A life written privately on paper but lived very much in public.
Throughout all these years God has been merciful and gracious to Tom. He has been good to him.
Where to now
So how does the story go? How does it end? The truth is, it is only just the beginning. Tom is on the road of intimacy. On this road, this path, this highway we call life we encounter people. Just as Jesus did. Each encounter, regardless of the numbers... intimacy transpires through him to the people. It has taken a lifetime it seems to get to this place and now more than ever God says, Give it all away. Give freely of yourself, your gifting, your talent, your knowledge your wisdom. Share this relationship, share yourself... open up your heart and give freely. Tom, you are a minster but you are not a ministry. Ministry is what you do it’s not who you are. You are Tom Hayden and you are My son. That is sufficient. What you do is write for Me, Speak for Me, Prophesy for Me. Now write upon the hearts of men. Take hearts of stone and make them flesh once again. I think it's time to write some more chapters...