Melinda Morley

Writer in Progress

welcome

If you have built castles in the air, your work need not be lost; that is where they should be. Now put foundations under them. Henry David Thoreau

Sunday Sundaes

Let your spirit feast upon this.

Becoming a writer and setting my course along the path for publication has been interesting. I first viewed it as being along the lines of a career or vocation and that seemed secular to me. I think it shouldn’t have. Because no matter what we are doing, school, career, family, sitting on our couch watching reality all day, (okay, maybe not that) or all three, it’s all spiritual and the Lord takes great interest in everything we do.

When the seeds of writing began to regenerate in me (they had lay dormant for years), I didn’t know if it was something I could do. Not as is capable of, because if it were God’s will for me, I could do anything, but DO as in, “Yes, it’s okay to DO that.” I have five kids, working towards a degree and I homeschool. Could I be so selfish as to WRITE? And I asked, because it was my hearts desire to write and it felt right. I got my answer, a resounding yes. And now I find myself putting my trust in the Lord every day and growing closer to Him. I didn’t expect that. I didn’t expect writing would be so spiritual. And I’m not writing anything religious. (Not specifically religious, though my beliefs will shine through.)

Awesome-to-die-without writer friend Kristi commented that I did not seem to be plagued with self doubt like many writers that she knows. I told her it was my delusions of grandeur. But after thinking about it, I realized it’s not (mostly). It’s my faith. I really believe that whatever is best for me will happen and any amount of lamenting that I am prone to do will not help or change anything. Oh, I still lament plenty. I just try to keep myself balanced. Keep the faith.   I don’t know what the future holds for me, but it’s okay. I’m at peace.

At least for today until I forget and get all stressed out and then have to focus on who I am and what I need to do. And then the peace comes back. I feel so blessed.

Not till we are lost, in other words not till we have lost the world, do we begin to find ourselves.

Henry David Thoreau (1817-1862)

I want to add, we do not find ourselves until we find Christ.

Have a great Sunday!

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