Most of my contact with friends and family are through social media due to the “busy-ness” and distance between all our lives. How and why did we become so busy? As a kid, my family spent the weekends visiting other family or them visiting our house. Weekday evenings too. We were always with someone. None of us had an exorbitant amount of money. None of us were too busy to hang out. We shared meals, stories, and time. I find myself these days thinking about the many things I’m supposed to be doing or working on when I am spending time with others and it makes me sick. Simply sick. How did we, as a society, lose ourselves? We have taken the personality out of our lives by becoming too personal. We have become selfish. We find our time too precious to share with others. We find our endeavors more important than people. I’m guilty. You are guilty. We are all guilty. How do we fix it? I don’t know. I don’t know how to make my bills go away. I don’t know how to make the deadlines stop. I don’t know how to put more hours in my day. However, I do know how to make an effort. I know how to empathize with others. I know how to cry with those who are crying. I know how to laugh with those who are laughing. I scroll through newsfeeds and see the hurt, the pain, the loneliness of those I love and what can I do? I gather it all up like a small child told to pick up their toys and put them back in the toybox except I go before the throne of God, drop it all in front of Him, and yell and point, “This! What do I do?” He smiles at me with His grace. He looks at me as I drop to my knees, head down in desperation, and he says “My child…this. This is what you do.” It’s at His feet I carry the things that are too heavy for others. It’s at His feet where I have reached my limit. It’s at His feet I find His grace more than any pain I have yet to endure. It’s at His feet I find rest. It’s at His feet, I carry all of you with me.
Romans 12:15-18 (KJV)
Rejoice with them that do rejoice, and weep with them that weep. Be of the same mind one toward another. Mind not high things, but condescend to men of low estate. Be not wise in your own conceits. Recompense to no man evil for evil. Provide things honest in the sight of all men. If it be possible, as much as lieth in you, live peaceably with all men.
Last week I had a new idea to add to my book I am working on. I cannot elaborate at this point in time but it came to me during my prayer time and I know it will add an element to the book that was missing before.
My goal is to still have the first draft completed by the end of this year and begin the editing process. I signed up to participate in Nanowrimo for the month of November. If I can compete 50k words in November, I will be able meet my 12.31.16 deadline. If not, I may have to push it back some. I seem to work better under pressure so I am hoping this helps me achieve my goal.
I’ve been researching traditional publishing verses self publishing in regards to my book and am still on the fence. It’s 50/50 at this point in time, so we shall see.
In the meantime, I am still working on my series of Bible Study workbooks, correcting a couple of typos in the first one and on my way to publishing the second one. Where I wanted the second one completed and available for purchase by 10.18.16, it will not happen. That date is definitely getting pushed back a minimum of two weeks, possibly longer.
Stick with me, things are still in progress.
I’m new to the realm of putting my writing out into the world for all to see and in a very short amount of time, I have seen God’s hand putting the puzzle pieces together. The networking that has happened with minimal effort from me, just following His voice and being where He tells me to be when I’m supposed to be. I’m in awe, as I usually am with God. I shouldn’t be shocked by what He can do, I read His Word and it’s truth to me. I think I’m more in shock at the details and how it all plays out. I watch the story write itself before me. He’s the author, I’m the sometimes, more so than not, willing character.
There is so much information to soak up on becoming a published author that it can be overwhelming and I have found myself in that boat, rocking back and forth, as the storm approaches. Traditional vs. self published is the question that most writers face when they get serious about jumping in with both feet. One does not seem substantially better than the other given the times we live in where anyone can put words to paper and throw it up on Amazon for sale.
So, I remind myself of this one thing daily: people buy books of blank paper. I am one of them.
My first Bible study workbook is now published and ready for purchase in print or Kindle edition. I would recommend the printed version simply for the note taking aspect it offers.
You can check it out here on Amazon: Hebrews: Who is Christ?
The second workbook should be out in about a month and will be on I and II Timothy titled The Heart of a Servant.
These are Bible study workbooks created to allow the user to spend 5 or 10 minutes a day in the Word and then to meditate on the three daily questions. Each day also has a Further Study section if they want to delve deeper into the Word.
The book is still being worked on and the publishing date is still the goal. However, over the last few weeks I have taken a small detour. It was on my heart to complete a six week Bible study on the book of Hebrews titled Who is Christ? and it is now finished. It will be available this week through Amazon, Amazon Kindle and a few other outlets. Details will be posted once available. God is good!
Memories are strange. We each remember events and people in our own way from our own perspective and what one remembers may not be the same as what another remembers. We can choose to remember the best of people or the worst of people. We can make good memories or we can make bad ones. Memories can make us smile, make us sad, make us happy. We choose our memories. This chapter will be memories that have made me laugh, shaped my thoughts, caused me pain, but ultimately show how we relate to one another as human beings and how our choices can shape our future at any moment.
Blind Faith. Believing in something you can’t see, taste, touch, feel or hear. We all step out in faith at times but what is Blind Faith and is it really tasteless? Sightless? Is it deaf? Does it lack feeling? Is it tangible?
The first time I stepped out in Blind Faith it was over a cup of coffee. Venture with me into a world where having Blind Faith is like jumping off a cliff without a parachute and safely landing on your feet.
This chapter has proved to be the most emotionally draining chapter to work on and truly is the one holding me up from finishing sooner. Life and death go hand in hand and each of us are affected differently by them. I’ve lost many in my 37 years here on Earth but the hardest loss was my father in 2009. I’m amazed at the things I learned through this loss and continue to learn. I struggle with grieving for him, even today, almost seven years later.
Not only does this chapter discuss loss but I am delving into thoughts I have on my own mortality. My hopes, along the same lines as the rest of the book, is to let people know they are not alone in their struggle or thoughts when dealing with these types of situations.
My heart is heavy today in regards to current events and I am using every platform I have to share this prayer. If you would, pray with me and share this so others can be in agreement as well.
If I didn’t invite you in to my house, I better not find you there when I get home.
For those who will mockingly ask “Where’s God in all of this?”, we uninvited Him. We told him to get out of our schools, our cities, our towns, our states, our nation. We told Him He wasn’t welcome. He will not enter in unless we invite Him. The Holy Spirit is a gentleman and will not go where He is not wanted.
I pray today that the hand of God move swiftly, accurately, lovingly, across each community, each state, this very nation, and that we realize as a whole how much we need Him. People of all walks of life say today, “it wasn’t like this 20 years ago”. Twenty years ago we still allowed God in. Twenty years ago we had some sense about us. Twenty years ago God was allowed to move on our behalf.
God, forgive us of our sins and show us the error of our ways before it’s too late. Before more senseless killing happens. God I give you honor and glory and will ALWAYS allow you to enter in to our home and walk with us wherever we go. Enable me to show the Christ kind of love it takes to defeat evil. Satan, I curse you in the name of Jesus and I command you to stop and cease your spiritual warfare on and in my brothers and sisters. You will not prevail because Christ already won the Victory when he died on the cross and rose again proving you weak and unworthy. Father, I thank you for hearing my prayer and for fighting on our behalf. In the name of Jesus Christ, Amen.