It’s Wednesday, the week is almost over, and for that I am thankful. I went to church on Sunday to recharge my batteries so to speak, and to prepare for another week. Monday was actually a pretty good day, then yesterday, for a lack of a better term, crap hit the fan. I won’t bore you with the details of my workplace drama, but what I am finding is that it’s hard to do something that you are not passionate about. So with that being said, every day I am praying and listening to God for direction. And His answer today was erase all fear and doubt, and was write, so I am.
The other day I got a notice that Black Pearls Magazine, an online magazine that I’ve written for before, is requesting short stories for Christmas with a Christian theme. The deadline to submit the story is this coming Monday, November 21st. And at first I thought, “I can’t possibly come up with a story in a week.” There’s that pesky word “can’t” again. I had to remind myself that I’d removed that word from my vocabulary, especially when it comes to my writing.
So I asked God to send me an idea, and this morning he did. He also reminded me of a few other ideas I’d had for articles for Sisters Space, the other blog I write for. He showed me that even though my day, or week for that matter, has not been going quite how I’d planned, I still have several hours to turn it around, and make something of it. So with that being said, I bid you adieu. And remember, it’s never too late for now.