The realization has come upon me that I haven’t written for almost two months. In fact, the thought has barely crossed my mind. I am surrounded by writing books, literally, in my office…in the living room…etc. with the hope they will sprout legs and walk over to jump into my hands. Perhaps they will look at me with pleading eyes begging to just read them. Naturally I would then be so inspired that all other obligations would cease and the words would practically write themselves as I holed up in my office.
Since that is all unlikely to happen, I have decided to cut myself some slack. Yes I am a writer. I am meant to write, it is part of who I am. Should I then lament all the time I have wasted NOT writing?
No. God has designed each experience to have a purpose. The reality of homeschooling, writing, moving into 6 houses in a 7 year span…two of those in different states…one across the country all take time. Lots of time.
The suggestions are there: get up earlier, just make time to do it, and the list goes on. I have felt guilt and a sense of failure for not following the plans of successful writers. No more. Each person has their own challenges, successes, and dreams.
Today my priorities are providing my kids with enriching life learning experiences. A child will be entering high school and there are new things to learn. The other child is joining the ranks of junior high. The winds of change are coming through again.
Do you feel bad that you don’t meet your goals? Perhaps this isn’t the season.
I will write, but I won’t get up earlier. I get too little sleep as it is. I will develop plots, but not at the expense of my family time. I will continue to write, when my health allows.
None of this time will be wasted. I am taking Jesus up on his offer of rest, learning the unforced rhythms of grace.
I am grateful for my life today. I absolutely love what I do now. There is nothing more important to us than the work we have at home right now. When my season changes, I will have paid attention to the details and use them. For now, I will write when I can, and appreciate the moments available to work on my beloved craft. When the season changes, I will be ready.