|Posted on June 21, 2016 at 11:45 AM||comments (1)|
I have been writing for years now. At first, I was writing stories for children. Some years ago, I sent several manuscripts to publishers. Each time, I received a rejection letter. I wasn't really discouraged because I knew that a lot of authors receive many rejection letters before they get published. Years passed and I focused on teaching, writing lesson plans, and units of study for my students.
Then, I wanted to write Christian romance novels. I started quite a few, but they were more like short stories or novellas. A few years ago, I came across a devotional magazine and it was then that I began to realize that I wanted to write inspirational articles that would encourage and motivate others to seek a closer and deeper relationship with God. I began submitting my writing to a magazine in hopes of getting published. I sent several meditatons for publication. Sometimes, it would be months before I received a response. The responses were pretty much the same...We are holding this meditation for publication. A few more months would pass and then the editor had decided not to publish my meditation. After about two years of submitting meditations and not getting them published caused me to begin to question my motives.
The questions began flooding my mind. Why am I doing this? Why am I even spending my time writing when I could possibly be doing something else? Am I doing this just to say I finally accomplished one of my goals? Do I really feel a call to share my experiences through my writing? Does anyone even want to read my writing? I was beginning to have doubts about becoming a writer.
Then, I started reading inspirational blogs. Yes, I thought! I think I will build a website and start blogging. I really feel inspired to write and I believe that my writing can inspire, encourage, and motivate others to seek a closer and deeper relationship with God. I am not seeking to become famous. I just want to share some of my experiences and thoughts with others. I am praying that others, especially women will visit my site and share it with other women.
My motives are pure. I do not even realize when I started doubting my motives or myself. I had never doubted myself in the past. When I was a teenager, I never even questioned whether I would go to college. When my dad had a stroke during my sophomore year, I never doubted that I would be able to graduate. And after graduation I never once doubted that I would get a teaching position.
You may be having doubts about pursuing what God has called you to do. Could it be a tactic to get you to forsake your calling? Maybe, you are considering becoming a gospel singer or a minister. Are you seeking fame and fortune or are you simply striving to obey what God has called you to do?
Often, Christians allow discouragement to stop them in their tracks. If God has called you to the ministry; just stop second guessing yourself and pursue your goal as long as you know that you are doing it for the right reasons.
|Posted on June 19, 2016 at 6:10 PM||comments (1)|
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As I listened to the service this morning, the Praise and Worship team were singing about God being a good father. And he is the best! Unlike so many individuals, I grew up with a father in the home. My dad was a hardworker, a great husband to my mom, and a good father. He was unable to give my siblings and me material things, but he gave us his love by displaying the qualities of a man of excellence.
My dad was generous, gentle, and kindhearted. I never recall my dad fussing or raising his voice to my mom. He was always willing to help others in any way he could, often never charging others for his services. I recall him working on cars for others, giving folks rides to work or to town. He sometimes gave my classmates a ride home from band practice or from a football game.
He left here much too soon, but his work was done. He had helped my mom raise ten of us to adulthood. Then, he assisted her to raise two granchildren to adulthood as well. He was a Good Good Father!
Happy Father's Day!!!