I wandered through one of my favourite bookstores
recently, amazed at the number of books on the shelves. The fiction section
alone was five rows deep. I love reading so you would think it would be
thrilling to see all those books. But on that day I found my spirits dropping.
How could I expect to compete with all of this? Why keep tapping out more words
when there are already so many out there?
I headed for the exit. Something shiny on the check-out
counter caught my eye. I stepped closer. It was a silver ring, a big one, with
words engraved on it. I picked it up and read: "The World is Waiting to Hear
Your Story." Oh. I bought the ring.
The next morning I read a blog by another writer. Mike
Duran wrote - "if you’re
really called to be a writer, the biggest risk is not saying something. It’s
shutting up." Oh.
Then I read a post by Mary DeMuth in which she gives ten ways to know if you are called to write. I
checked off each one without hesitation. Oh.
Then I got an email
from a publisher asking for an article. "You've been kind of quiet
lately," she said. "Yes," I agreed, softly. Oh.
I flipped through my
list of excuses in my mind. "I've been ill." Right. "My energy
level still isn't what it was." Right. "Promoting my new novel is a
priority right now." Right. But none of them salved my conscience. The
message was getting louder: Write. Oh.
And then I realized it was all my fault. Now that my
second novel has been published, I'd prayed that God would show me what to do
next. And He did. But it's a project I have misgivings about. The story has
been flowing through my head incessantly for some time but it's not what I
thought I would do next. Really, Lord? Is this what you want me to do?
Then I remembered something a friend said when she told
me she was writing a novel. "I don't do fiction," she said. "I'm
a poet. But God has made it clear this is what He wants. I guess sometimes
writing is pure obedience." Oh. I read her manuscript recently and it's
wonderful. I'm sure God has great things planned for it.
So I've begun this new project, and it is pure obedience.
Only He knows what He intends. I guess all I have to do is write. Oh.
"May the favor of the Lord our God rest upon us;
establish the work of our hands for us ... yes, establish the work of our hands"
(Psalm 90:17).
Marcia was the winner of the Best New Canadian Christian Author Award for her debut novel, One Smooth Stone. Visit Marcia's website - www.vinemarc.com to learn about her new release, A Tumbled Stone and her ebook devotional for writers, Abundant Rain
Thanks for the reminder Marcia, I've been using some of the same excuses. In fact, I'm working on a novel right now that is something I do not want to do. It's like pulling teeth for me to write it, but I know God wants me to finish it. I'm not sure where it will go, or what He has planned, but obedient I will be. Thanks for the push! I'm off to write!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Marcia. I needed this.
ReplyDeleteGood words, Marcia.
ReplyDeletePress on with this new project, Marcia. Who knows what God wants to do with it? Thanks for encouraging us with your experience of how He encouraged you.
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