I refuse to let this blog stress me, which is why my posting has been rather sporadic lately. Does anyone else think it was a bad idea for me to decide to write a book at the same time that I am attempting a kitchen remodel… and I am attending at least two track meets a week… and while I have a family of four living in our basement… and in the very month my daughter is graduating from high school?
Probably. But writing I am, and I plan to present a book proposal to selected editors when I attend a publishing conference at Wheaton College at the end of this month. My book is about parenting; and because of this fact, I have been thinking a bunch about what I believe about the process. It’s really hard to encapsulate what you know and then to try to put those beliefs into words. On Saturday, I sat in a chair, in front of a computer, and I thought and I typed and I organized for 8 hours straight. I felt like a had taken my brain out of my skull, placed it into a meat grinder, and was turning and churning—ever so slowly--until some semblance of wisdom and creativity emerged. The process was grueling. This was after weeks of reading, researching, and taking notes. Following this exhausting venture—where I neither ate nor stood up, I had developed somewhat of a wobbly, beginner-ish looking book proposal which I will now tweak, revise, and probably rewrite. But, I’m getting somewhere. I’m pursuing a dream. I’m taking a risk. And I’m scared. But I know God is in control and I am seeking His will on this project. You could pray for me too, if you think about it.
And that’s my explanation for my inconsistent posting this spring. I’ve got parenting on the brain—get ready for some awesome posts…coming soon!
Now to him who is able to do immeasurably more than all we ask or imagine, according to his power that is at work within us, to him be glory in the church and in Christ Jesus throughout all generations, for ever and ever! Amen.