I was thinking about my current story during church last week. It wasn’t that I was tuning out the sermon or anything, it was that the sermon applied SO MUCH.
But let me back up a little. 😉 I love writing! It’s the activity I’m best at, most excited about, and devote a lot of brain space to. I have Pinterest boards, conversations, and to-do lists that all revolve around this activity. I. Love. Writing.
Writing became even more special to me when I held my first published book in my hands. “It’s real! I can share it! Hooray!” And it’s always been a dream of mine to share more stories. But writing takes work and time. And, admittedly, I can get a little grumpy when I don’t get the time I want to pursue this passion.
Then BOOM! God sends me two books. The first one was a review copy of Suit and Suitability by Kelsey Bryant. The other was a $0.99 Amazon impulse buy of Paralyzed Dreams by C.B. Cook. With the themes of each book, He seemed to be asking me, “Kate, are you willing to give Me your dreams?” Between the two books, I couldn’t escape the conviction. 😀 (Well done, authors.)
Around the same time, another writing “problem” presented itself. Writing stories is such a core part of me, that sometimes having them criticized feels like having my very soul criticized. (That sounds really dramatic, but I think all you authors get what I mean.) 😉 I’m in a creative writing class with a teacher whose writing style is pretty opposite to mine. (He also has pointed out some very key problems, which I’m super grateful for!) This can make getting feedback pretty humbling, and I can tend to get pushed out of shape.
God hit me between the eyes with two things last Sunday that related to this. Number one–in the sermon on stewardship, it was talking about investing what you’ve been given stewardship over. I need to put my pride aside and do all I can to invest in the “stewardship of stories” God has given me. No ifs, ands, or buts–I have to get what I can from that teacher. 😀 Number two–during our communion service, the speaker was talking about idols of the heart. He basically said, “An idol is anything you feel like is a core part of your being but isn’t God.” Ouch. (See what I said above about writing is such a core part of me.)
There was one more moment that was pretty special to me. It was during the sermon when I realized that my stories were a stewardship. If they belong to God, He directs when they happen and how they happen. I told Him so, right there in church. And then He gave me an early Christmas gift. ❤ My story “clicked” right then and there. I found the message for my current story through what He taught me.
It’s pretty exciting. 😉 Now I just have to wait patiently for when I get writing time again. 😀 😛