A chunk of my day yesterday, a beautiful Saturday so warm I had to move from my favorite place.
To a library corner more shady and less distracting after all.
I tried my hand at something new, a thing God told me to do, told me so by giving me words that finally made sense as I sat in my morning chair.
I had found the Psalm circled, “memoir” written in the margin.
“You turned my wailing into dancing; you removed my sackcloth and clothed me with joy, that my heart may sing your praises and not be silent. Lord my God, I will praise you forever.”
Psalm 30:11-12 NIV
And I finished it, the bio and summary of my book proposal. It will need tweaking and parts of chapters added today.
I typed away until my laptop battery faded, dead. Thank you, family, by the way for the best laptop ever last year on my birthday!
Lunch on Friday included a friend who felt it was time for us to know one another more and that our mutual conversation and revelations deserved a special date.
It was special. She is special and together and separately we are strong despite our perspective hardship and heavy loads to bear along the way.
She told me to keep writing.
She said that I must.
I know her instructions are true otherwise I’d not keep doing this thing I do.
Sitting in a quiet space and hoping for new perspective or a gentle lesson.
God speaks to me and I share.
I pray the words go where they need to be read.
And I do thank God for words.
I do love them so!
Linking up with the Five Minute group. Writing with spontaneity and expanding my horizons as God continues to enlarge my borders.
Happy Sunday, readers. God is waiting to be found in it.