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?

Answers

 

Lord, I don't understand.

I just don't.

Will you tell me?

Give me answers?

Here and now, I want them.

Here and now, I know I'm still yours, 

answers, or not.

I pray:

Let me be yours

Always and forever.

Yet, Lord, I don't understand.

I just don't.

Friday Moment - October 18

Have a happy and blessed weekend, everyone!

Between a Rock and a Hard Place

It is now or never.

What should be forever,

Is it here and now?

Too few sigh a, "Wow!"

Let's get going, showing,

Belief stones stacked, compiled,

Witness, not defiled.

Upon  a makeshift table.

God says:  I am able.

Sent His only Son.

Our choice, His will be done

My choice, His will be done.

Friday Moment - October 4

Have a glorious weekend full of wonder!

Friday Moment - September 13

What's Number One?  The weekend, of course!

Hoping everyone has a wonderful one!

(Yes, a bit blurred, but it's hard to capture Virginia when she's dancing.)

Snippet Sunday - September 8

Before I present today's snippet, here is an overview of The Glade Series:

Spending the summer at Grandpa Will's farm with his family is the last thing ten-year-old Davy Murray wants.  How will he survive without his friends, the pool, and his computer?  There isn't even a television at Grandpa's house!  Doesn't anyone see how miserable he will be?

In his frustration, Davy turns his anger on his mother, Kate, his sister, Anna, and especially his stepfather, Jim.  Davy is determined to make their summer as dismal and disappointing as he believes his will be.

But, then, Davy has a most surprising and unexpected encounter . . . one which will change his heart, and his world, forever . . . 

This snippet is taken from A Trip, A Tryst, and a Terror, Book One of The Glade Series which you can order here.

As fatigued as they were, the three never slowed nor faltered until the welcome sight of the Fairchild's pickup truck parked comfortingly by their cabin was in view.  It was then, as if in one accord, they broke into a run.  Maggie barked enthusiastically at the sudden increase in pace as if she was worried that she couldn't keep up with them.  Her herald beckoned Bob Fairchild to his front door before they even reached the steps.

"Kate!  Kids!  What's wrong?  Where's Jim?"  Bob cried out in alarm as he hurried to meet them.

Just then, two gun shots rang out, disproportionately magnified as the echoed against the surrounding mountain sides.  Uttering a cry of anguish, Kate collapsed to the ground.

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I hope you enjoyed this excerpt.  As I take Sundays off from the internet, I will respond to any comments first thing Monday morning.  Blessings, everyone!