For the last hour, I have been staring at my posts on The Write Cafe, reflecting on where my writing life has lead.
Anyone who is close to me or follows this blog (which has been stalled for 6 months…shame on me), knows I worked for two years on a children’s novel with great excitement and expectation. The editing process was brutal but essential. I pressed on through the initial storm and sent my work out for professional edits.
My expectation for this book was that I would complete the editing process and send it out to publishers who would then breathe life into my story.
But the unexpected happened.
The professional editor returned my work. I attended to the few suggested edits.
The book was complete.
I thought I would have this overwhelming urge to send it out. I thought I would want to get those publishers jazzed about the “next up-and-coming author”.
But I didn’t.
I even began to realize that, perhaps, my novel wasn’t appropriate for middle aged children.
Now, I am notorious for self-doubt. Most of you would think this was just another manifestation of my low self-esteem, but I didn’t feel that way either.
I was more troubled by my lack of ambition to move my work forward than I was about my ability as a writer.
How can someone commit two plus years of their life to a project and have no desire to see it through?
God has a funny way of speaking to me. Knowing that He made me as stubborn as my mother, He tends to teach me things over a very long time.
It was around the same time I tabled my novel, that I began to realize where I have been called to serve.
The plight of victims of Human Trafficking and Sexual Exploitation, has gripped me in a way I have never experienced. Almost daily, I am confronted with the need to see change in this area and compelled to take action.
When I say, “God has a funny way of speaking to me”, I mean it.
It was less than a year ago that I learned the truth about Human Trafficking, and yet, I have been writing a novel about that very issue for over two years! I just hadn’t put two and two together! What’s even more hilarious (in a “ah ha” kind of way) is that the idea for my novel was spawned in my childhood!
When I look back on my life and everything that has happened to this point, I realize that God really has been preparing me for my greater purpose since I was born. Think that’s a far stretch?…call me…we’ll chat.
The expected outcome of writing my novel was the typical (and rather mundane in a sense) expectation of any writer. However, just as a story can evolve into something unexpected, even by the author, so can our lives.
This novel may never see a printing press or fill a bookshelf, but it has served a greater purpose. It provided me with confirmation of my greater purpose.
“When we lose one blessing, another is often most unexpectedly given in its place.” ~ C.S. Lewis
Love and Hugs Friends.