Friday Moment - November 22, 2013

May your weekend skies be as blue as her eyes!

His Abiding Grace

There are days when I am able, 

There are days when I cannot

Answer or pray.  But , God  knows.

Knows.  His, the answer sought.

He holds me with the holy promise

That He will , in time and place,
Bring all to good, all to fruition,
Through His all abiding grace.

In Your Light

In Your light, Lord, I can shine.

In Your love, I can show

To hurting souls, the love they need,

That they, might You, come to know.

To This Point . . .

I know God has led me to this point, the one of giving Meditations of My Heart a rest, and choosing to focus upon fiction writing.  But, I would be less than honest if I said this is an easy turn to take.  It's taken long years to build up a following.  I feel as though I'm in withdrawal.  Oh, how I long to connect with you all through what has become my comfort zone, my devotional blogging, my portal through which my thoughts and feelings so satisfyingly meld with yours!

God bids otherwise.

I don't recall if I've shared this with you before, dear readers, but when I first finished my novel, now a three-part series, I thought, "Good!  I'm finally done!"  But, I couldn't let go of the story that wouldn't let go of me.  Within a week, I found myself immersed once again with the Hunter/Murray/Fairchild clans and The Old Ones, typing away blissfully until returning, reluctantly, to the rigors of teaching which bade me leave it rest for the moment.

That moment turned into three long years.  I was discouraged.  How could I push on with a sequel without knowing that the initial novel would be published?  I simply didn't have the heart to pursue it at the time.  

Now, that their publication is, indeed, a reality, I am, gladly and gratefully, at the point where I can begin again.  Editing that early writing; honing and viewing it with a critical and circumspect eye.  Praying, once again, for God's advice, through His Holy Spirit, to guide me in all of it.

All. Of. It.

I've already added to chapters, rewritten, edited, and will have to add to formerly written chapters again.  In doing so, I realize I need not to simply trust in an installment, I need to write the entire story before daring to break it into sections as I did in The Glade Series.  That was a completed book and my gift was the luxury of editing in this fashion.

Not now . . .

It's all, or nothing.  God lets me know that time can be my friend.  Assures me that my feet are set upon His right path, in this time, in this place, and in this moment.

Our Lord does not make mistakes.

We do.

I pray I'm listening to Him and following His will and His ways in this latest venture.  After all, I love it when He chooses to sit by my side as we create together.  No words can express that thankfulness!

But, I know He will give me the words I need for our journey together.

He will . . .

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Are you listening to God?  Trusting in Him to speak to you?  Asking Him to validate the vision which is your life?