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Sunday, April 30, 2006

STOP the ride, Lord. I Want to Get OFF!


Wow! Just as my emotional rollercoaster ride was screeching to a halt, and I had lifted the lap bar, and placed one foot out of the car, the engineer gets an evil gleam in his eyes and cranks up the speed, and I'm thrust back into my seat headed for the first drop.

Today ended my sons' performances as Oliver and Dodger. What should have been a wonderful ending to a crazy ride, turned out to be a nightmare. I had been under the misguided assumption that all the performances would be video taped, and with four Olivers I thought that was a wise decision, a decision that would make everyone happy. Well, I found out today that yesterday was the only day they were taping, and it was of the OTHER Oliver, the late comer who was added to the show as Oliver three weeks before opening night. GRRRR....

The temperature in the room rose at least ten degrees when I found out, my justice meter peeking off the chart. My brain couldn't understand why this was happening. The OTHER Oliver's entire family and a bunch of friends saw the show and a video tape of my son was the only way my family who lives hundreds of miles away would be able to see the show. Yada, yada, yada... Though the stage manager gave his explainations, it didn't help.

Okay, now I know this is really a silly thing to get upset over in the big scheme of real life tragedies, but I can't get over the injustice of it all. And yes, I've started to throw some tearful questions God's way just like my friend Paula. I thought I had made a forgiving gesture by initiating a collection for a gift for the directors and stage manager. And I really was okay with everything, you know the kind of okay that says I forgive you, but I still don't think what you did was right. So why this...now!

I guess God's doing something in my life, I just don't know what, and I wish He'd hurry up and do it or at least let me in on it so I can help expedite the process. :) If this rollercoaster ride doesn't slow down soon, I think I'm gonna throw up. ;0

Well, if nothing else comes of this whole experience you can bet it will make great fodder for my momlit novel. When, of course, after I begin writing it!

Thursday, April 20, 2006

Ramblings with Ronie Kendig: Writer, Homeschooler, Student, etc...

Portrait of Writing Mom, Homeschooler, Faith, Writing


Ronie, thanks so much for agreeing to share your life and struggles with me. I was drawn to you because we seem to be in a similar life stage and are playing the waiting game with publication. It is my desire to learn from your experiences and I hope those who read this interview will be blessed by your journey.

Tell us a little about your family and your call to homeschool and write.

I’ve been married for sixteen years this June to my hunky hubby, Brian. We have four amazing children. I started homeschooling when my eldest, Ciara, was in first grade. She struggled tremendously with reading and was being left behind in her class. I knew I couldn’t afford private school, and we weren’t willing to consider public school at the time for various reasons. So, I started homeschooling.

As for writing. . .hmm, well, I have to confess I hid my desire to write for a very long time. I never grew up with a lot of encouragement. So, I never revealed my dreams. But my fab-o hubby encouraged me when I mentioned signing on with the Institute of Children’s Literature. From there, my passion grew, and my hunger for writing increased. My mother-in-law once said of me, that I am the type of writer who feels physically ill if I don’t write. It’s true. I’m pretty mean, too, if I don’t get to write LOL (ask my crit buddies). For me, writing is therapy.

I can totally relate to that cranky thing. My husband has almost begged me to start writing again :)

So why do you homeschool?

We homeschool for a variety of reasons. The most important is that my children are getting a Christian worldview in all of their curriculum. They’re learning about God and His love. Another reason is my twins’ diagnoses with Asperger’s—they just weren’t making it in public school.

This is my second year homeschooling and it seems like every week when things get tough, I’m questioning whether homeschooling is right for my family. Do you ever second guess yourself or are you assured homeschooling is what God wants for you and your family?

Second-guessing is normal. And yes, I’ve wondered at times, too. Especially in January when my twins experienced constant meltdowns and getting Reagan to the table to work was a chore in and of itself. Just like in writing, when things aren’t going as I plan, I wonder if I’ve messed up. And for me, that very questioning tells me that I’m doing the right thing. If the devil can plant self-doubts, if he can convince us that WE are the enemy (we screwed up, we are messing up our family, blah, blah, blah), then his work is done. He sits back and snickers at us.

I heard you’re going to school as well. How do you balance being a homeschooling mom, wife, writer, and student?

Balance? What’s that? *grins* Seriously, yes, I am doing college—on the seventeen year track, as I teasingly tell everyone. I’ll be done by the end of the year with my bachelor’s in Psychology.
Tonight, I told one of my writing buddies that I feel like I am trying to tie a boat to a dock in the middle of a hurricane. The rain is pelting me in the face. Wind is barreling against me. Darkness has consumed my field of vision. But one thing I know—I HAVE to get the boat tied down. I have to finish this race.


What do you do to keep yourself sane during those crazy homeschool days?

Writing. I said it before, but I’m more serious about this than people realize—writing is therapy for me. I slip on my headphones (after the kids are in bed most times) and disappear into my story. I write every night. That and God are my balance.

What one thing/person keeps you going when you feel like quitting?

God. It sounds so cliché, but lately, he’s been RIGHT THERE for me. Every little whimper, He has responded to. It hasn’t always been like that—or maybe it’s me. Maybe now I actually wait for his answer. :-D After God, it’s my hubby, Brian. This man is so amazingly/irritatingly analytical. One day a few years back, when I mentioned quitting, he said, Quit to what?? I’d never thought about it like that before. He’s right. What’s there to quit to?

Did you ever feel like you’ve “missed” God in regards to writing or home schooling, that maybe you should be doing something else?

I just went through this journey with both—it’s been an INSANE year so far (you’d think I was prepared/warned when God told me the word for this year was CHANGE!). I’ve had people/friends/editors/agents tell me that my writing was going to go somewhere. . .and I wondered, why not with you?? Yet, all the doors seemed to be closed. Okay, so there I was, sitting with this talent that I’d been told “couldn’t be taught,” and yet. . .YET! I’m not getting pubbed. HELLO, GOD?? My prayer? SHOW ME. That prayer works in just about every area of my life. Show me what you’re trying to teach me. Show me your awesome presence all around me. Show me what you want me writing. God loves a teachable and pliable spirit. I pray that I always have one.

Do you ever feel inadequate in any of these areas? If so, which ones and how do you battle those feelings?

How ‘bout EVERY area??? I’m no fool. I know what I am on my own. NOTHING. With God, I’m completely loved, totally forgiven, 100% accepted (Okay, anyone take the Experiencing God course??). A word was spoken over me in church recently, and quite honestly, it blew me away. I ran from it. Didn’t want to believe it meant what I thought it meant. I ran because I was like, “Uh, God? You realize who you said that to?”

Do you ever feel like you’re neglecting your children when you write or study? How do get over that mom guilt?

Yes, for a long time, guilt was my best friend. As a matter of fact, last summer, I had an amazing internship with a facility that specializes in teaching autistic/Asperger’s children. The glitch? Five days a week, five hours a day. I felt like a total failure as a mother. I wept each day on the way home, missing my children, being exhausted, wondering what on EARTH am I doing this for?? I was a heartbeat from dropping out of school and giving up writing. And then I went to Wal-mart. There I was, sitting on the floor in the calculator aisle trying to pick out my calculator for my statistics class (PUKE!), and I was nearly in tears. Why, God? Why am I going to school? I don’t see the point. I’m going to get published. What’s the point?? And this little old man hobbles around the corner, bends down, and asks, “What are you buying a calculator for?” So, I told him. with his crooked, age-spotted finger, he pointed at me and said, “Don’t give up. Finish that degree, no matter what it takes.” Within a week, I got another confirmation in a similar way. Since, then, I’ve been sad that I am not spending all the time in the world with my kids, but when you are convinced that you’re doing what God has asked of you, there is no room for guilt.

As for writing and feeling guilt? Well, mostly, I don’t, because my writing is done at night when the kids are in bed (at least the twins). My girls might get to stay up late, but they’re usually watching a movie or playing. And they know that’s my time, and I hog it. LOL I don’t feel guilty about that because that is MY time. In my day, all my other minutes are allotted to the children/family in some way, shape, or form. My children also pray for my writing, so I think for them to see me writing and studying, they will (like me) see the fruit of that hard work and prayers one day (Soon, please, God!).

If you do feel your priorities slipping, what do you do to get back on track?

My first inclination is to absorb myself in worship. I always get back on track there. It’s where the heart of God rests. Once I am restored to that peaceful place, then I evaluate my life, what possibly got off track, and what to realign. I’ll be transparent here. January was a pruning time in my life.

Has there ever been a time God told you to set aside your writing to focus on other areas of your life? If so, how did you handle that?

Twice actually. The first time was an evaluative time. I’d received a “scathing” critique from a Christian author I greatly respect. He asked me, “Are you sure you should be writing this?” for the most part, he was right. I was attempting to write a thriller about a serial killer. I also hadn’t learned to master setting and emotion, so I had tons of talking heads. LOL

The most recent time was about two months ago. I wanted to start working on book 2 of my space opera series, but I just felt like God put a hand on my shoulder and said, Wait. So, I did. I prayed and fasted for the next few days. Before the end of the week, I was released to continue writing. I’m not entirely sure what that was all about, except maybe an exercise in obedience.

How do you handle interruptions in your writing life?

Badly. LOL Seriously, I am not very nice when my night writing time is interrupted. As I’ve said before, that’s the only time of the day that I have time to myself. However, life often intrudes, and I do my best to handle it with as much grace as possible. My family is very understanding, so I know I’m blessed. My children are getting older (the youngest is now 6.5), so it’s getting easier.

How do you get back into the flow of writing after you’ve been interrupted?

For me, the best thing is to slip headphones on. That’s how I create the ambience of my story. I listen to different CD’s for different stories. For example, my space opera flows smoothest when I listen to Enya’s Amarantine album. For my spy thriller, it’s Kutless’ Devotion. When I’ve been interrupted, I’ll come back and put my headphones on, then sit and reread the scene I’ve just been writing. And pray REALLY HARD that the Holy Spirit will allow me to recapture the moment. Nothing is as frustrating as being in the pinnacle of a great scene and get interrupted by vomiting children. *grins* Se la vie.

Your blog title speaks volumes about your heart. You’re craving the supernatural. So how do you satisfy that hunger?

Doing my absolute best to keep my heart centered on Christ. I have awesome crit partners who tend to kick me back into line (right, Neen??) with a sharp scripture or awesome admonition. I do my quiet time in the morning and try to keep my heart and life right before God. Every time before I start writing, I will pray and ask that the Holy Spirit would show me how to write and make the story come together.

How do you position yourself to HEAR God’s voice when all the noises of life are swirling around you?

It’s definitely not easy. To the best of my ability, I try to keep my heart right—pray and ask forgiveness for any sin blocking my entrance into the throne room. I have a high standard that I try to live up to—sometimes, I set the bar TOO high, but I’m okay with that. At least I’m striving to be better.

Sadly, there are times I miss God’s voice, and that grieves me. There are times I would soooo stress over the possibility of having missed him or taken the wrong direction, that I became immobilized. Then I realized that this left me as ineffective or worse in my ministry than if I’d messed up. If I’m not working, writing, homeschooling, then I’m not laboring for Christ.


Is there anything else you’d like to share?

People ask me all the time, how do you do it? And honestly, I don’t. I fail left and right. I drop the ball. But I get back up, and I keep going. Learning from our mistakes, learning from the gentle leading of the Holy Spirit keeps us pliable, keeps us in a position to be the ministers of God’s love that we’re called to be.

When you sent me the initial email asking to join you here, I drew back. Who? Me? Are you kidding? Did you see me yelling at my kids last night? And shortly after that invitation, my life crumbled. . .*I* crumbled. I’m not on an easy road, but then again, I’d be worried if things were easy. Then I would know I wasn’t growing, stretching, reaching for more of God in my life. . . CRAVING THE SUPERNATURAL. That would be a sad day.

Wow! You don't know how much that last comment hits home for me. Ronie, thanks so much for sharing your innermost thoughts with me. I think our journeys are similar, and I think there are many moms out there just like us. I know after reading this interview they will be encouraged and blessed. God bless you as you seek His will in all aspects of your life.

Thank you, Gina. This interview brought me to a place of introspection. You are such a blessing, and I thank you for the blessing of you and our new friendship.

Wednesday, April 19, 2006

Pardon me while I lick my wounds...

Portrait of Writint, Letting Go, Faith, Rejection

Today the finalists to the ACFW Genesis contest were announced. I wasn't among them. Secretly I had been hoping and wishing I were, so that it would be one sign from God that I could pick up the pen again, so to speak. I guess either my entry didn't hold up to the competition or God was holding firm to His original plan. I don't know which I would rather believe, knowing I stink as a writer or knowing God doesn't want me to write.

Doesn't really matter either way, the result is the same...I still can't pick up my WIP.

I'm feeling my loss of writing so tremendously right now. Before this contest business, I had a sort of peace about not writing. But now my desires are being stirred again, not to mention that ugly green monster has reared its head.

I don't know if I should just quit all this hope of writing again to spare myself the pain, or struggle through it.

A wise friend (who finaled) wrote me and said, "So, what I'm trying to say is that you really need to completely give it to God. Pray for peace in your current situation. And when you finally reach that peaceful place (and if you're faithful to Him and honest with yourself) then you'll either a) be at peace with His plan for you, or b) He will bless you with an opportunity to write again.

But you REALLY have to let it go and trust in Him. You mentioned His "original plan" for you. My friend, His plans for you have never changed, they are just different than you thought they were. "


So have I fully given it to God? I thought so, but now I'm not sure. Bible stories keep coming to mind, like the image I had of Abraham putting his child on the altar when I gave up my WIP. Now I have thoughts of King Saul when he spared the life of the enemy king and kept the best animals to sacrifice to God. The prophet Samuel told Saul, "obedience is better than sacrifice." Saul shouldn't have held back from God even though he wanted to offer a sacrifice to God.

Am I still holding something back from God?

Then I have images of Aaron building the golden cafe when Moses went up to the mountain. Have I fashioned a golden cafe in the form of this blog?

So many questions, so few tears left to cry, and still I'm not any closer to my answers.

Thank God for the comforting words from wise friends:

"My heart cries with you. Nothing is worse than laying our dreams on the altar and waiting to see if God will kill them or give them back to us."

"Don't give up your writing. Just put it on hold for a time. Until you hear God telling you it's time again."

"There's a reason you're missing on this list. The important one. The Sovereign Lord said, "I have a different plan in mind for you. Trust Me. You're going to love it. Sure, maybe not right away. But when all the details unfold, Your disappointment will turn to gratitude. I'll wait. Will you?"

I've been waiting over twenty years. What's a few more in the scheme of things? Yes, Lord. I'll wait. Just give me Your peace as I do.

Monday, April 17, 2006

God heals all Wounds

Portrait of Letting Go, Drama, Faith, Forgiveness

My emotional rollercoaster ride has settled. The director of the show stopped me in the hall of the State Captiol after a promo performance. He heard from the assistant director that I was upset. He wanted to talk and we did. I shared some of my feelings how this was just unexpected and I never heard of this happening before. He shared about his concerns with the Olivers not being able to pull through for the show, so he gave some other kids a shot. He also told me that there was a lot of "talk and emotions" in the whole decision process. I'm not sure what that was all about, but I think some of the parents were complaining because he used the word "petty." He did say some of the parents were complaining because I sat in on the "closed" rehearsals, but I had permission to video tape the signing so we could practice at home. In fact, the director and assistant director said I was the only mom who video taped and he wished more would have done that. So, God worked through the situation and healed my heart very quickly. I'm still not totally free of some of the emotions that creep up unexpectedly, but I'm not upset like before.

It's true what they say, often times God doesn't deliver you from the trial, but takes you through it instead. Here's another cliche that proved itself right in this circumstance. "Time heals all wounds." I'd like to change that one a bit... With time, God heals all wounds!

Saturday, April 15, 2006

Life's NOT Fair

Portrait of Faith, Drama, Kids

This weekend my emotions have been on a rollercoaster ride. Not the tame ones found in the kiddie park, but the huge, intimidating kind that scares the snot out of you just waiting in line. Brevity is not a virtue of mine, but I'll try my best...

My two oldest boys have had a wonderful opportunity participating in a play that integrates sign language with the musical Oliver. We were excited when my 11 year old got the part of Dodger and my 8 year old got Oliver (The part was double cast so he would share six shows with another Oliver.)

It has been a very stressful three months trying to learn the the music, blocking, dialogue AND sign language. It turned out to be more of a challenge because I thought the directors would be teaching them all the signs, but half way through the show I found myself scrambling to find someone who could help me figure out their parts since none of us knew sign language before this show.

One other frustrating aspect of the practices was that the two Olivers and the understudy had to share practice time, so that meant each child only practiced 1/3 of the time. Well, about a month before the show I think the director started to panic because the Olivers weren't "kicking it up a notch" like he had hoped so he pulled a kid from the ensemble cast to see if he could do a scene. And he did it just as well as the others. The following weeks I really worked with my son and the assistant director saw a great improvement. But the ball was already in motion. The director had already asked the OTHER kid to learn the part of Oliver and if he did, he'd get a shot at the part.

Then the email came the other day saying my son would be doing two of the six shows. I was upset, shocked and angry. I quickly did the math and looked over our SIGNED agreement and felt to honor that agreement he should be doing three shows. But the director had made the agonizing decision, giving two shows each to the original Olivers, one show to the UNDERSTUDY, and one to the OTHER kid he pulled from the ensemble.

Well, my justice radar flew up and I was hit with so many different emotions at once. Anger, hurt, frustration, sadness, jealousy, depression, etc. It really has wrecked my weekend and I'm trying to work past it, and sent an email to the assistant director who really was pulling for my son, and told him I didn't think it was fair, and I'm still upset and hurt, but the show must go on, and I'm not going to petty about the situation.

Saying that and living it are two different things.

I try not to be resentful, but my justice meter tells me IT'S JUST NOT FAIR. I've never heard of a theatre company doing this before, and if they would have just worked with the Olivers more than there would be no need for all this craziness. PLUS, now during the critical tech week where you iron out all the on stage gliches, they have to divide the rehearsal time by FOUR. That means if we're lucky, each Oliver will get to pracitce ONCE on stage. Yada, yada, yada...

Forgive me if I digress, my emotions are still raw. Okay, back to the point of this post. My oldest son has a high justice meter like myself and it's often hard to parent the other kids in my house because he's playing judge and wanting me to throw the book at his siblings. But despite this quality he and my 8 year old are taking this better than I am. I'm the one whining and complaining and my 8 year old Oliver is the one that told the director this morning to let the OTHER Oliver practice instead of him because he (my son) wasn't going to be there the whole time. And my oldest son, Dodger, offered to do the OTHER Oliver's other part while he was Oliver.

Okay, I know this is kind of confusing, but my point is I was so proud of my kids because no matter how much grief and stress they cause me during the homeschool day, the bottom line is that they're good kids when it counts :) I know they didn't just happen to be like that by chance, and I'm NOT taking all the credit, but though I fail miserably on a daily basis, somehow Jesus makes it all turn out right.

Thank You Jesus for Your faithfulness despite my inconsistency, Your grace despite my unworthiness and Your mercy despite my sin. I'm so glad You didn't whine and cry to the Father, claiming IT'S NOT FAIR that you had to die for MY sins. Help me look beyond my own pain and remember that You willingly accepted the ultimate role-the cross.

You gave a powerful performance of love, trust, redemption and forgiveness. Help me follow Your example- even through my pain! Amen.

Wednesday, April 12, 2006

Feelings of Frustration, Fatigue, Failure...

Portrait of Homeschooling

It's been one of THOSE days again. They're still more frequent then I care to admit. It's days like these that I question my decision to homeschool. Wouldn't I be a better mom if I sent my kids off to school, had a consistent prayer time, went to the gym, did the laundry and planned dinner hours before it was actually time to eat?

I'd be well rested, maybe even able to take a nap or have lunch with friends. But instead I'm struggling through my day, offering prayers of desperation to God because I'm a complete failure in molding my little one into His image. Kids learn by seeing, and I haven't been a good model as I scramble through my day making sure kids are on track, not goofing off or fighting or getting into things they shouldn't. Most of the time I'm redirecting, discipling, and yes, yelling for my kids to do or not do something and sometimes the "good" ones get caught in the middle.

Am I missing something here? Where's the joy in homeschooling? Where's the happy smiling faces, eager to learn?

The other day my 11 year-old saw the frustration on my face after dealing with him about one thing or another (can't even remember what it was). He smiled at me and said, "God won't give you more than you can handle."

I wanted to scream...YEAH RIGHT! Instead I smiled, and gave him a hug. Why can't there be more moments like that!

Sunday, April 09, 2006

Musings With Marilynn Griffith

Portraits of Writing Moms, Homeschooling, Interview

Marilynn, the first time I met you at the ACFW conference in Nashville, I knew you were my kind of gal. Funny, down to earth and honest. I really enjoyed your debut book, Made of Honor. What other projects do you have coming out in 2006?

Gina, it was great meeting you too! I’m so glad you enjoyed MADE OF HONOR. My other 2006 books are PINK and JADE, the first two books in my Shades of Style series with Baker Revell.

After hearing your talk on BEYOND EIGHT MINUTES: THE 5 W’s AND THE H OF A WRITER’S LIFE, I was deeply touched and knew I needed to hear every word of it.
I recently popped in the MP3 recording of that workshop and realized the first two W’s in my life were out of whack. Can you briefly touch on these 5 W’s and the H of a writer’s life?


The thought of you listening to that mp3 more than once is a little frightening, but I so appreciate you attending my workshops. I’d love to share the 5 W’s and an H with your readers. I continue to work on them myself. In no particular order, they are: the Word, Water, Worship, Walk, Write and Helping someone else. These are my big rocks each day and when I miss some, I feel it.

When I heard your story of home schooling seven children and writing, I was in awe. How did you do it?

I wish I could give you some big miraculous story, but it was pretty boring. We got up, we went through our day and I kept a notebook nearby. I scribbled down things as they came to me and either stayed up late or got up early. I had to believe that if I could get to the page, God would meet me there. And He did.

Do you think it’s possible to give yourself fully to raising children, home schooling, writing and keeping in shape? In my life I don’t feel I can give all these areas 100%. Is it possible or should I stop striving to “do it all” and just do what I can and not feel guilty about it?

I don’t think it’s possible to give 100% to anything but seeking Jesus with your whole heart. In our times, success is the goal, but no one explains that true success often requires complete failure. I tell people if you can quit writing, do. If you can’t let it go, then write, but always be honest about your motivations and expectations. I think as women, we have to learn to ask for help and to say no and not feel guilty. Everyday, my biggest task is separating the urgent from the important. A book marketing task or deadline is definitely urgent, but my family and my health are important. Sometimes it’s hard to know which is which, but your family will let you know when you cross the lines.

Did you ever feel like you were neglecting your children when you wrote?

Absolutely. I think mother’s guilt is in the hormones or something. Then I realized that perhaps teaching them that I was at their every beck and call wasn’t the wisest parenting strategy either. I try to make my writing a team effort. I can tell when they are getting fatigued. I was gone for the past two weekends and today there was a local event where I could have probably sold a lot of books. I stayed home. I can’t do everything.

How did you keep everything in balance?

I don’t. I don’t even try. I lay my “to do” down before the Lord and ask for direction. Sometimes that plays out in a very unbalanced way, but it works somehow. I try to communicate with my family what’s going on with me and really listen to what’s going on with them. When I’m not writing, I try not to be mentally writing, but it’s hard. Writing goes on all the time. Again, balance is a team effort.

Do you ever feel your priorities slipping, what do you do to get back on track?


Absolutely. I’m in leadership in a large writer’s organization and that in addition to marketing two books, writing another and my regular family responsibilities led me to some bad food choices for several months. I’m currently spending less time in marketing and online in order to exercise and cook more balanced meals.

Has there ever been a time God told you to set aside your writing to focus on other areas of your life? If so, how did you handle that?

Yes, twice in fact. The first time was before I’d finished my first book. I was so desperate to finish, to be published. I just wanted to finish that novel and get to the next step. During worship one Sunday, the word that came forth was about laboring to rest and checking the motivations of the heart. After some prayer, I set the book aside for months and one night I woke up in the middle of the night frantic to know the ending of that story. I didn’t care if it was published. I needed to know for me. God was ministering to me. I finished that book and things started to happen.

Did you ever feel like you’ve “missed” God in regards to writing or homeschooling, that maybe you should be doing something else?

Of course. There will always be those moments where we wonder, “Did I miss it?” Homeschooling was a wonderful experience for me and it was also easier for me to deal with. (I know that sounds crazy, but all the driving and running around gets to me). We did a few activities that everyone participated in, we had Bible time together, etc. Still, some of our children had some academic challenges that needed addressing and I needed to let go of some of my control issues. Sometimes I think it was actually me who was being homeschooled and they were humoring me. LOL I just try to follow what God is doing today. We always took homeschooling one year at a time.

What did you do to encourage yourself during those stormy days every homeschooler has?

Call my girlfriends! Seriously, I have two homeschooling friends with very strong faith and wonderful hearts for the Lord. Many times, they said what I needed to hear to get me through. Other times, I’d think back over what we had learned and see that there really was progress, especially in the ways that mattered, loving God with all their hearts and minds. Other times, I just had to grit my teeth and hang on. By spring, the new catalogs would come and I’d forget my winter breakdown. LOL

Do you feel you’ve accomplished all God had for your family while you homeschooled?

I feel that God accomplished all He had for our family while we homeschooled. I had a lot of plans and programs when I first started out, but as time went on, I relaxed my death grip a bit. My kids went to school with no real changes and they were ahead in some areas and behind in others, but they have worked hard. Most of them are now on honor roll and I’ve had great comments from their teachers about how good homeschooling must be because they are polite and decent kids.

How did you come about the decision to stop homeschooling and write full time? Was it an easy decision?

It was a hard decision, but one I’d been wrestling with even before I started writing. I still love to read with my kids and feel that all of life is an opportunity to learn. Outside of deciding one year at a time, we’d always planned to really think things over when we had a child ready to enter high school. In many ways, homeschooling was easier for me and more suited to my personality, but some of my children are very different from me and wanted to learn in a different environment. I’ve still had three kids home most of the day, but it will probably be really hard for me when I get to the point that I have no more kids at home during the day.

How do you handle interruptions in your writing life?

Better sometimes than others. For the most part, my life is one ongoing interruption so it doesn’t bother me too much. But there are times when I’m so far into what I’m doing that I give the “if you’re not bleeding, ask your Dad” signal.

How do you get back into the flow of writing after you’ve been interrupted?

In order to finish a manuscript at all, I’ve had to learn to write in short bursts. If I can’t get right back into the story, I’ll start journaling from a character’s point of view or writing down what I know about the story, after a few minutes, something usually comes to mind. Sometimes, when I’m really going and my writing time ends, instead of continuing, I write a few sentences about what should happen next. When I come back, I jump right on those sentences.

How do you position yourself to HEAR God’s voice when all the noises of life are swirling around you?

I think it was Susanna Wesley who threw her apron over her head. I go in the bathroom or close my eyes. Often, I get on my knees right in the middle of it. My kids know what that means.

Is there anything else you’d like to share?

Nope, I think I’ve said quite a mouthful, thank you!

Thank you so much for sharing your thoughts and wisdom with me. May God bless you as you write, raise your children and pursue His calling in your life.

Thank you for your insightful questions and this great opportunity to share with other moms. May God bless you and all your readers as each of you seek to hear God’s voice and raise up godly children.

Friday, April 07, 2006

Before the Lord

Portrait of Faith, Letting Go, Writing

This will be a short post because of it's convicting message for me.

One of my struggles with writing had been with plopping down in front of the computer WITHOUT seeking God first. Why, oh why, oh why is it so hard to be still before the Lord? I know the reason for me. I'm a doer...a choleric/meloncholy by birth who has to multitask to feel I'm being productive. That's why I read and exercise at the same time. :)

Why is it so hard for me to be still before the Lord? In all honesty, even this blog comes before the Lord on certain days. It's so much easier to vent...release...write instead of quietly letting go and sitting in the presence of God.

I received an email devotional reminder today from Tozer devotionals from Literature Ministries International.

It is written of Moses that he "went in before the Lord to speak with him...and he came out, and spake unto the children of Israel."...No man has any moral right to go before the people who has not first been long before the Lord. No man has any right to speak to men about God who has not first spoken to God about men. And the prophet of God should spend more time in the secret place praying than he spends in the public place preaching...." The Root of the Righteous, 121-122.

Now if only I could apply that to my life as a wife, mother, homeschooler, and writer.

Excuse me while I go before the Lord...


Thursday, April 06, 2006

Words of Hope and Wisdom from Paula Moldenhauer

Portrait of Writing Moms, Homeschooling, Faith, Writing



"So speak encouraging words to one another. Build up hope so you'll all be together in this, no one left out, no one left behind. I know you're already doing this; just keep on doing it."
1 Thessalonians 5:11 The Message

Paula, thanks so much for coming by to share with me about your journey as a SAHM, homeschooler and writer. I'm so excited to have this opportunity to learn and glean from your experience. All the questions come from my own personal struggles with balancing all God has blessed me with, and my hope is that others will be able to take something away as well.

Tell us a little about your family and your call to homeschool and write.

My husband and I have homeschooled since the birth of the first of our four children. We have a daughter, who is almost 15, and three boys ranging in age from 8 to 13. As a young girl, I had 3 goals. I wanted to teach (which I did before having children), have aq bunch of kids, and write.

I did teach, then came home to raise my children and follow the prompting to homeschool. (I’ll talk more about homeschooling in the next question.) As a young mother I became aware that God had called me to write, but I also knew I wasn’t released to pursue publication. The children’s needs were just too demanding. Also, I didn’t know it at the time, but God wanted to do some healing in my life before releasing me to publish. He did that about six years ago.

About five years ago, I sat down at the computer on a whim and within a couple of months had written my first novel, which is not yet published. This experience threw me into the writing world. Recently, God has opened door for me to publish within the homeschool community. You can read the story of my writing dreams in an article published on Crosswalk.com. (http://www.crosswalk.com/family/home_school/1375423.html)

I think it is important to note that I wrote that first book after the all the children were able to dress themselves and be trusted to spend some time alone. Even then, the novel was mostly written when my husband was at home or when he took the children to activities. I couldn’t have meet the needs of the children and written that novel without his help meeting their needs for attention.

Why do you believe homeschooling is the right choice for your family?

Even while I was in high school, I thought I’d one day homeschool. I can only believe God put it on my heart because I didn’t know anyone who did it. My Senior research paper was about children who’d been pushed quickly into the academic world at a young age and how the effects were often damaging. Perhaps that first shaped my ideals. I began to synthesize what I thought was best for children in relationship to academics and I believed it was to learn at their own rate as they were ready for new concepts in a loving and relational environment. I believed they needed a lot of time with their parents. My college degree in education didn’t change my mind about all of that.

My husband and I dreamed of homeschooling during our engagement period. The calling never went away. But, as I wrote in the article I reference above, that didn’t mean I always wanted to follow through with the personal sacrifice it required, especially what I saw as a long-term delay of my writing dreams.


How do you balance being a homeschooling mom, wife, and writer?

I have to chuckle at this question. I asked Marilyn Griffith, new author and then homeschooling mom, the same thing a couple of years ago. She basically said, “I have no idea. I just cling to Jesus.”

I didn’t like her answer too well, but I have found it to be true. I seek to follow His leading. There seem to be seasons when I write more and seasons when I have to let it go and focus on the children. Something He’s been showing me this year is that I also have to make time for recreation and friendship for myself or I don’t do well at either job and begin to dry up inside of myself.

Do you ever feel like you’re neglecting your children when you write?

Of course! Like I said, it is a constant seeking of balance and discernment. For me, there’s no easy answer, like “mommy’s time to write is from 1-4” or something. Kids are kids. They need me when they need me. Someone always needs a ride somewhere. I need to help them work through their fusses. Sometimes they just need my presence.

But, one thing that helps is God has been showing me that I need to make the writing ministry He is giving me a team effort. Marilyn Griffith, who has seven children and is publishing fiction, says this, too. I used to try to protect my children from my writing. Now, I try to be wise about when I write, but I can expect them to let me focus and work when it is appropriate. Of course, the youngest is 8. You couldn’t ask a four year old to be patient like that.

Another thing that helps our family is that I share my journey with them. They often pray for my writing endeavors. When I hear from a reader, I’ll sometimes share with my children how God impacted the reader. I think it helps them see the big picture and know they are a part of the team that helped bless that person.

If you do feel your priorities slipping, what do you do to get back on track?

Recently, I went through a very difficult season. I found myself drying up and I didn’t like the way I felt much of the time—tired, stressed, even discouraged. I actually wrote about that, too. You can read the article that came out of that journey on Crosswalk at: http://www.crosswalk.com/family/home_school/1381840.html

I’m not sure I have figured that one all out, but I do know I pray a lot. Not beautiful, spiritual prayers—more like the raw, “please help!” desperation kind of prayers.

Has there ever been a time God told you to set aside your writing to focus on other areas of your life? If so, how did you handle that?

The first article I referenced tells this story. I struggled to homeschool in the first place because I knew it would mean a long delay of my writing dreams. When I followed God’s prompting in obedience, He reminded me that He was the keeper of my dreams. I didn’t do much writing for probably ten years after that experience, certainly not for publication.

I consistently ask God these questions. Recently, I did some deep soul-searching about my book writing, whether it was appropriate for this stage. The shorter articles are easier for me to balance. I prayed about this over several months, but never felt God tell me to let it go. Rather, it seems He just reminds me to trust Him daily for the schedule, the priorities, and the focus. Sometimes I wish He would just itemize things for me so I would know exactly what I should be doing, but I think He’s more interested in relationship with me. Being dependent on Him every minute keeps my focus where it should be—on His love, empowerment, and position of authority in my life.

Did you ever feel like you’ve “missed” God in regards to writing or homeschooling, that maybe you should be doing something else?

I think everyone has times of doubt or discouragement. On the surface I’ve had both. In my heart, though, when I dig deep enough, I remember the way He has led and trust that He will show me if I get off track.


What did you do to encourage yourself during those stormy days every home schooler has?

I think the most important thing that has carried me through in motherhood and homeschooling is coming to an ever-deepening understanding of God’s grace. I tend to blame myself when we have bad days—you know, if I were a better mother this wouldn’t have happened. I’m learning that He completely loves and accepts me even when I fail or I look around and see a less-than-perfect family. He doesn’t expect perfection. A perfect life is what we have in heaven. He gives us a desire for Him and He is delighted by our devotion, even when our execution is less than parr. In short, I’m learning to forgive myself and understand that God doesn’t condemn me when we have a bad day.

How do you handle interruptions in your writing life?

I’m perfect—sweet and patient and never angry. I praise God that the toilet overflowed, the kids fussed, the dryer broke, and all four children need a ride to a different sports event at the same time. I am completely at peace.

Okay, seriously, sometimes I just go to my room and cry. :o)

There’s no good answer. Life is a minute-by-minute experience and you take it as it comes. Sometimes, I go with the interruption and see it’s more important for that moment. Other times, I get really frustrated.

How do you get back into the flow of writing after you’ve been interrupted?

I’ve found that often something really upsetting happens when I’m under a writing deadline or right before there’s a new step in my writing. Many times I just throw myself at God’s feet and pray for the ability to focus back on the writing. Many, many deadlines have been met after my husband prays for me or I ask for prayer from friends. In a practical sense, rereading whatever I was working on before the interruption helps me get back in the flow.

How do you position yourself to HEAR God’s voice when all the noises of life are swirling around you?

I’m believing more and more that God does everything, including making sure I hear Him. My job is trusting that He does. There have been times I very clearly heard God’s voice and His Spirit set me upon a particular path—but that path will become hard or not meet my expectations and I’ll doubt. Sometimes He confirms the initial direction He gave me, but sometimes He just asks me to keep going in faith until the next time He intervenes.

I pray often that I’ll hear His Voice. I try to read the Bible and spiritual books. I often ask for prayer from others, but honestly, I believe the key to the Christian life is to believe that HE will speak when He wants us to listen and He’ll make sure we get it. My part is simply having an open heart and waiting—and obeying when I am given specific direction. I’ve also found that He often leads through a deep, sometimes illogical peace in my heart. Way down deep, when I push through all the emotion, His desires have been planted in my heart and I know them. A book that really helped me with this is Revolution Within by Dwight Edward. (There’s a book review on my website, www.soulscents.us, under non-fiction books.)

Do you have any writing accomplishments you’d like to share?

Something totally unexpected was that my article, “Guilt of A Homeschool Mom,” (http://crosswalk.com/family/home_school/1316485.html) was the #1 ranked article on Crosswalk.com’s homeschool channel. Interestingly, my most recent novel, begun last fall, speaks to some of the same issues I wrote about in the article—a mom’s struggle with guilt and inadequacy. This article has opened up other doors for speaking and writing in the homeschool community. It was one of those things God just did. I didn’t make that happen.

Is there anything else you’d like to say?

In all my life, not just homeschooling and writing, I’m seeking to walk in peace and faith. The Scripture that talks about how His yoke is easy and His burden is light is not just hyperbole. I used to see the Christian walk as constantly striving to be good enough. Now, I understand that it is about how HE is good enough and has given me His righteousness through His death on the cross.

As God takes this understanding deeper within me, it is changing my whole schemata of life. I am asking Him to help me learn to rest in Him—to trust that He will lead me as the Bible says. The verse I’ve clung to the last few years is “He will lead me on the best pathway for my life. He will guide me and watch over me.” (My paraphrase of a Psalm.) I explored the idea of God controlling our destiny in a devotional series on my website, Soul Scents. (www.soulscents.us). Part of the writing God has placed before me in the last couple of years includes writing a free weekly devotional. Readers can subscribe at my website to receive. I also talk a lot about my journey on my blog, www.gracereign.blogspot.com. One of the on-going series there are posts about a study I’m doing on the Song of Solomon, which shows God’s great love for us. But, the blog also just does fun stuff, like interview authors of my favorite books.

Thank you so much for sharing your thoughts and wisdom with me. May God bless you as you write, raise your children and pursue His calling in your life.

I hold your blessing close to my heart, Gina. God has you on a marvelous journey of your own and I watch with anticipation to see how He blesses you, your family, and your writing.

Saturday, April 01, 2006

Writing Withdrawals

Portrait of Writing, Letting Go

Today I went to WIN, my local writer’s meeting. We’re going through Donald Maass’, Writing the Breakout Novel workbook. Only problem is I’m not writing a novel right now. One of my struggles has been whether to attend this meeting, so I went to see how I’d feel. After sharing with the group about not writing, I shared about a book I was brainstorming, not knowing if I’d sound hypocritical. But I didn’t care. I got so excited about this new idea I had to have some kind of outlet. I figured going through the workbook with a novel I wasn’t actually writing would be safe enough.

As I talked about my proposed WIP, I felt like a teenager in love. My heart rate increased, and I felt anxious and excited to talk about it. My insides felt a little jittery, but that could have been from the half a dozen chocolate coated coffee beans I ate before the meeting to wake me up!

The writer inside of me stirred as I sat through the meeting, but through it all I felt the peace of God. I listened to the writer raves of others, and I can honestly say I felt happy for them. Usually I get a little anxious about my own career, but as I sat across from a writer who just showed off her first grandchild and has had several books published in the last couple of years with contracts continuing to come in, I felt God whisper to me, “See, there’s plenty of time for you.”

I've shelved my unwritten WIP until the next meeting, and I'm okay with that. I'm not anxious about not writing because there's freedom in obedience and God's timing is best.

So why are so many of us anxious? Why do we want what others have, and miss the joys of what we do have? That’s how it is for me more times than I care to admit. So many moms whose little ones are grown and gone often tell me “enjoy them while they’re young, because they grow up so fast.” I know that’s true so as I walk out this season in my writing life, I’ll try and focus on the gift that God is really giving me. The gift of more time with my children. I know one day I will look back and not feel any regret from pulling away from my writing.

I know others may not agree with this philosophy of giving up things for the sake of your children. My friend, Paula, has a post about it on her blog. But I know that God will honor our selfless sacrifices to our children and bless us with more than we could possibly dream ourselves.

Tuesday, March 28, 2006

The Lighter Side...

Portrait of Fun, Writing

I found this on the web and thought a little light humor was needed right about now in the midst of my journey...keep reading for my own version.

I Wanna Muffin
by Kathy Fictorie
based on "If you Give a Mouse a Cookie by Laura Numeroff

If you give a mom a muffin, she'll want a cup of coffee to go with it. She'll pour herself some. Her three-year-old will spill the coffee. She'll wipe it up.

Wiping the floor, she will find dirty socks. She'll remember she has to do laundry. When she puts the laundry in the washer, she'll trip over boots and bump into the freezer.

Bumping into the freezer will remind her she has to plan supper. She will get out a pound of hamburger. She'll look for her cookbook. (101 Things To Make With A Pound Of Hamburger.)

The cookbook is sitting under a pile of mail. She will see the phone bill, which is due tomorrow. She will look for her checkbook. The checkbook is in her purse that is being dumped out by her two-year-old. She'll smell something funny. She'll change the two-year-old.

While she is changing the two-year-old the phone will ring. Her five-year-old will answer and hang up. She'll remember that she wants to phone a friend to come for coffee.

Thinking of coffee will remind her that she was going to have a cup. She will pour herself some. And chances are, if she has a cup of coffee, her kids will have eaten the muffin that went with it.


Now for my version:


If You Give A Writer
A Laptop

by Gina Conroy
based on "If you Give a Mouse a Cookie by Laura Numeroff

If you give a writer a laptop she’ll want a cup of coffee before she writes. She’ll go to the kitchen to make herself a pot and realize she drank it all yesterday.

She’ll reach for her purse and realize she can’t find her keys. She’ll dump the contents of her purse onto the table and find her lipstick. That will remind her that she doesn’t have any make-up on, and she’s still in her pajamas. So she’ll splash a little color on her face and pull on her favorite jeans.

Bending over to tie her sneakers, she’ll split her pants and realize she’s gained more than a couple of pounds. She’ll throw on her sweats and decide to jog to the coffee shop since it’s just a couple of blocks away.

As she’s jogging down the street she’ll see a paper sack and clothes scattered in the road. She'll stop. Her writer’s imagination kicks into high gear (unlike her slow jog), and she imagines a kidnapping gone awry, a teen runaway falling off the back of a truck she just hitched a ride from, or an angry housewife kicking her cheating husband out.

As she stoops down for a closer inspection, she’ll notice a wallet. Seeing the empty wallet will remind her she was on her way to get some coffee. And chances are if she reaches into her pockets for her money, she’ll realize she spent it all on the laptop.


What do you think? Do you have your own version to share?

Monday, March 27, 2006

No Flashing Green Neon lights, Yet

Portrait of Writing, Faith, Homeschooling


I’m struggling with deciphering God’s specifics about me “not writing.” My biggest struggle with writing had been making my Work In Progress (WIP) an obsession. Sometimes it seemed to have a life of its own, calling me, controlling me, and making me push aside the really important things in my life like homeschooling and family. So I knew without a doubt that setting aside my WIP was what God meant by “not writing.”

But what about this blog, visiting the ACFW website, offering an occasional critique to my fellow writers, or attending a writer’s group where writing or at least brainstorming is involved?

I know some of my homeschool friends would think I should give up writing for this season of homeschooling. But I also know that so many moms who homeschool also have successful writing careers, so why can’t I do the same?

I’m not sure what God wants. I don’t think he wants me to hang up my computer for this entire season of homeschooling. That would be too cruel, unless He totally changed my heart. I know it’s not impossible to change my heart (though to do so would be miraculous), but then He’d have to change who He made me to be. And I can’t see Him doing that.

I do know that pulling away from writing has made me more relaxed and at peace (except when I hear how my fellow writers are progressing on their WIPs and the impatient monster raises its head.) But for the most part I’m not anxious to write like I was before. The best way I can describe it is like a drug addict needing a fix. Now I’ve never been a drug addict, but that longing and craving to write had control of me. Since I’ve given that up, the desire doesn’t have a hold of me. I feel in control of it. Now I just need to know what to do with this control.


I’m afraid to dabble in the writing arena for fear of falling off the wagon, so to speak. Last month when I attended a writer’s meeting right after God dropped the “quit writing” bomb (see very first post for more details), I felt my creative juices stirring and it was too depressing for me not to be able to write like I wanted to. Maybe time has curbed my longing. Maybe I can handle a brainstorm session about a WIP I have yet to write. Is brainstorming considered writing in the eyes of God?

But with my spiritual eyes I want to believe God will allow it if it doesn’t keep me from my priorities. I used to joke about my writing, telling people I made time for my writing despite the last minute, throw together dinners or piled up laundry. “I have my priorities,” I would tell them. Now that statement is so convicting. Yes, my priorities have changed, but my talents, giftings and desires have not.

I’m not the type of mom who needs or even wants to spend all my time with my children. In fact, I’m an introvert who NEEDS lots of time alone without the noise and chaos of four kids. Being home with them all day, everyday has been taxing on me these last couple of weeks. I find myself doing everything for them and nothing for me. I know that’s not what God wants for me either, but I’m afraid of getting out of balance and, I haven’t been given a flashing, green neon light from God. And for me to be sure it’s from Him, it better be flashing, green, and neon or at least a phone call from an agent who just loves my WIP and wants to represent me. Anything less and I’ll be second guessing myself.

Monday, March 20, 2006

Big Lessons from a Little Devotion

Portrait of Faith, Family

The other morning I sat down with my three and five year old for a quick devotion. I usually don't get around to devotions with my little ones, but on this morning I had managed some quiet time myself before they got up. When they came to sit besides me I set aside my Bible and seized the moment, never knowing that their children's devotion would be just what I needed.

Giving Up Things for Jesus

That was the title of the lesson taken from Luke 5:10-11 and the story about when Jesus called Simon to follow Him. Simon loved to fish. It was all he knew to do, and he was good at it. But Jesus wanted Simon to tell others about the Kingdom of God. Jesus wanted Simon to follow Him.

Wow! That totally hit me where I was. Loving something so much, something I was good at and felt called to, and then being asked to give it up.

Jesus didn’t promise Simon would always have a roof over his head, or the road would be easy. He simply said, “be a fisher of men.” And that’s what Simon did.

Simon could have stayed behind and continued fishing, and he probably would have been happy and content. But Simon gave up what he loved. He traded in his fishing gear for something better.

Jesus.


During this season of Lent as we remember what Christ gave up for us; ask Him what He wants you to give up for Him. If you’re obedient to what He asks of you, He’ll bless you with something more than you could ever imagine. I’m clinging to that as I walk in obedience to what He has spoken to my heart.

The devotion ended with this scripture and prayer:

“If you want to save your life, you will destroy it. But if you give up your life for me, you will find it.” Matthew 16:25

…I want to follow YOU, too Jesus. Help me give up those things that get in the way. AMEN.

Monday, March 13, 2006

Getting Real

Portraits of Homeschooling, Faith, Family

Yesterday I had one of those horrible home school days. I wish I could say they were few and far between, but they're not. From the moment I woke up until the kids went to bed, it was one emotional rollercoaster ride for me and my kids. It began with my 11 year old and trickled to three of the four kids. Thank God for my steady second child. Though he had a small meltdown at bedtime it didn't compare to my other three.

I have so many questions for God? Why did He give me these high spirited, high needs kids, and why did He want me to home school them? I couldn't possibly be the best person for the job. I have my own issues and struggles I'm dealing with. How can I be the mom they want me to be? How can I meet all their needs and do it all?

I don't have the answers, but encouragement came through a friend's email today. I read it earlier in the day and then had to return to it tonight. It offered some encouragement, though I still dread the thought of doing this all over again day after day.

"The strongest steel breaks if kept too long under unrelieved tension. God knows exactly how much pressure each one of us can take."

Yesterday I felt like breaking! I'm not sure if steel can bend, but I was doubled over and waiting to SNAP! It's days like these I question whether God really knows what He's doing and if He does, does He REALLY care. The answer came, I think...

"Slowly you will discover God's love in your suffering. Your heart will begin to approve the whole thing."


Okay, that's a little hard to believe at this point in time, but I'll accept it in faith. Still, I've got one more question...HOW SLOWLY?

You can read the entire article called Trials and Pain: The Ministry of Night

Sunday, March 12, 2006

Life's Little Interruptions

Portrait of Faith, Family, Writing, Writing Moms


Almost six weeks ago I signed up for a Bible Study with some home schooling friends. I really didn’t feel like committing to another night out of the home especially since my family was already overscheduled with activities, but my husband encouraged me to go, and I knew I needed something to help me get into the Word and be accountable. I didn’t know the Bible study was on hearing the voice of God.

If you’ve read my first post, then you already know what happened about half way through the Bible study. Though God had been dealing with me on some level, I didn’t want to believe it was His voice whispering to me about my skewed priorities. Just like what happened to Saul on the road to Damascus, God decided to knock me off my horse. Yet, instead of blinding me as He did with Saul, the scales fell from my eyes.

The topic of discussion at our Bible study that week had been sold out hunger for God. The author Pricilla Shirer shared these words.

“More and more the Lord is showing me what I consider interruptions are often divine distractions designed to reveal His plans for me…”


Pricilla Shirer wrote about her young son tugging on her leg, trying to get her attention while she sat engrossed in writing the Bible study. “ignoring this interruption ignores God’s attempt to move me away from my plan for my day to His.”

Talk about an “ah-ha” moment! It was then that I realized I was treating my children as interruptions in my life and to my writing career. I had become so focused on what I thought my calling from God was that I’d been missing His divine plan for my life.

When I decided to home school almost two years ago I felt that was an interruption in my life. The time I thought I would have to write now had to be allocated to schooling. Still I was determined to make it work even if it meant staying up past midnight and “winging it” through my lessons the following day. During a quick break or at lunch, I’d steal away to the computer and get on email only to stay longer than I had planned. My three-year-old would often interrupt what I was doing, and I’d either shoo her away or get irritated at the interruption. If I lingered too long on the computer I knew chaos would erupt in the rooms below with my boys, but somehow I couldn’t pull myself away in time to prevent the inevitable.

Pricilla goes on to write
“…we all become frustrated when seemingly meaningless interruptions interfere with plans we have for our careers, families, finances, or ministries. Are we missing God’s interventions as He seeks to divert us to His will?”


Was I missing God’s intervention as He sought to divert me to His will? I thought home schooling was an interruption in my life, but maybe it wasn’t. Maybe it was God’s divine intervention to steer me back on the path He had already designed for me.

Pricilla said, “Sometimes when our plans are interrupted, we are staring God’s direction in the face. We must not push them aside to complete what we feel is most important.”

I’m still learning to hear God’s voice, and I’d be lying if I didn’t admit that sometimes I think maybe I missed Him on this one. But for now I’m going to walk this path and cling to Isaiah 55:8-9 “My thoughts are not your thoughts. My ways are not your ways. As the heavens are higher than the earth, so are My ways higher than yours.”

Tuesday, March 07, 2006

Embracing Your Destiny

Portrait of Faith, Writing, Family, Writing Moms

What is my destiny?

I have always thought my destiny was to write and be published. And I still do, but I’m beginning to see that God can have more than one destiny for your life and for different seasons in your journey.

Here’s what Paula Moldenhauer has to say about Embracing the Destiny…

"So he will do for me all he has planned. He controls my destiny.” Job 23:14 (NLT)
Every woman (and man) has a destiny. As the queen, joined to the King of Kings and Lord of Lords, our destiny has eternal impact.

For some of us, our destiny includes the shaping of little Princes and Princesses. Some of you have written about your experiences as Queen Mother. Often this task stretches you beyond anything else you’ve done. May I encourage you to catch a far-reaching vision for this calling?

As you love each child, the Father is pouring into her the ability to receive His love. As you pray over your child, those prayers are a fragrance reaching to heaven, calling forth heavenly assistance and blessing into his life. And every day you speak destiny into that child as you encourage his gifts, tell her of Jesus, and reveal to him his worth as God’s own prince.
It is within this destiny that generations are shaped. It is from this seed that grandchildren and great-grandchildren will be born and nurtured. The Queen Mother shapes the future of the world.

The season of Queen Mother never ends for those called to it. Though someday it will require less focus and time, it will never require less love or fewer prayers.
Embrace your destiny as Queen Mother. Ask the Holy Spirit to guide you and show you how to serve in this most honored position. Let Him give you rest and rejuvenation when the task seems too big.

And never, ever forget that this destiny is one of great worth to the King. This is one of His most favored positions, for He, Himself compares His love to that of a mother, promising to care for us as a mother cares for her nursing baby.

Many of you who receive this devotional have embraced a destiny as Royal Scribe. It is not an easy task, for the words of the King must be shaped according to His will and given to others in His way and time. If He has poured that passion within you, embrace it with abandon. Do not be deterred by rejection letters, harsh critiques, or naysayers. Write from your passion. Write the unique truth the Lord has given you. He has called you and chosen you for this position.

But remember, the King is charge. Be putty in His hand. Let His scepter point the way on the journey. If He asks you to refocus your attention to something He wants written, do it! If He wants to refine your character instead of sending you a paycheck, let Him! If He chooses to use a different scribe to share the message you wanted to share, rejoice that His message goes forth!
Ask the Holy Spirit to make you resilient and alive. Don’t let the struggle or the disappointments shut down your heart. Write. Feel. Live your destiny as a Royal Scribe!

Other destinies include Royal Teacher, Royal Chef, Manager of Accounts, Shepherd, Assembler, Artist, Banker, Checker . . . the list is as endless as the ways in which you serve. Serve well. Let those with whom your life intersects experience the love of Jesus.

Serve in kindness and integrity. Ask the Lord to empower you to act like royalty when the customer is a jerk, the boss is a fraud or the children whine. Let the Holy Spirit refine you and blossom you that you may make the world a better place by your contributions.

Many destinies have nothing to do with job or position. He’s asking some of you to embrace your destiny of Loving Spouse to a wounded husband or wife, while others are called to sit at the feet of the Groom and worship, taking your eyes off of your responsibilities and simply discovering His love.


Whatever your destiny, be encouraged. The Lord is in charge. He will do all He has planned for you. He controls your future."

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Thanks Paula, it was just what I needed!

Friday, March 03, 2006

Letting Go...

Portrait of Letting Go, Faith, Family, Writing, Writing Mom

February 24th

Today I am in mourning. I’m grieving the loss of a love. The loss of an idol in my life.

My writing.

How ironic my first entry of my writing blog is about NOT writing! Here's my story...

For too long I have been going at a ferocious pace, writing, editing, staying up way too late and disappearing for hours from family. I’ve told myself I needed the break and the escape, and I believe with all my heart that is true, but I’ve been running to the wrong thing. Instead of running to God, I’ve been running to my writing.


When I started my first novel 14 years ago, I knew it was inspired by God. I knew nothing about HOW to write a novel, but I sat down and wrote the story God wanted me to write. During those 14 years, I had four children and very little time to write. I only dusted off my WIP a couple of years ago, excited that I finally got the opportunity to do something I loved. Something I was born to do. With a renewed zeal in writing and finding ACFW to help teach me how to write, I jumped in with both feet. Just about that time we decided to pull our children out of private school and homeschool them. It was a difficult decision, one I didn’t really want to do and wasn’t even sure if it was God’s will, but I knew the alternatives didn’t bring me peace. So I went with the plan that brought me the most peace.

Homeschooling the first year was a nightmare. My children fought my teaching and my discipline (as well as fighting each other). If one child wasn’t having a melt down, one of the other children were. Personally, I had an inner meltdown (as well as an outer one) about three out of the five days a week. So was this part of God’s plan? I really didn’t know, but I was willing to stick it out. During this time, the only refuge I found was my writing. God gave me a suspense idea one weekend and despite the fact that my computer decided to quit that very weekend, I jotted 30 or so pages on paper. The characters, scenes and dialogue flowed faster than I could write them down.

My first WIP was completed, though it needed a lot of work after being critiqued and rejected by several publishers. I decided to shelve it and run with this new suspense I was passionate about. Well, I ran with it and worked crazy hours, late nights. Writing was a great way to escape the insanity of homeschooling, and I loved immersing myself in my characters’ lives. I toiled and labored, and soon desired writing above anything else. I polished my WIP, submitted proposals, entered contests and received some rejections, learning a lot in the process. I grew as a writer, and I loved every hectic minute of it, yet my home was in chaos. My kids were out of control, and I was at a loss as to what to do.

I knew I hadn’t fully given myself to homeschooling like I had to my writing, and I didn’t want to. To me it was all work that didn’t bring any joy. Still, I knew I needed to go at a slower pace and save more of my energy for my children. About six months ago, I thought I had put my writing on the altar, realizing it had become an idol. So I cut back on my writing, limiting it only to the weekends. I thought that was enough. I guess it wasn’t.

Last night at a bible study I admitted to my homeschool group that all I wanted to do was write. And I also told them about the problems we’ve been having with my oldest son who's 11years old, problems that have been going on for years and was one of the reasons why I didn’t want to homeschool, but also the reason we pulled him out of private school.

A discussion came up about seasons in our lives, and maybe I would have to give up writing for a season. When I heard those words, I felt like the blood drained from my body. I’ve thought about it many times, praying that God wouldn’t ask me to give that up…anything but that. I was scheduled to leave for a writer’s conference in the morning. I had paid the non-refundable money and told an author friend to save a spot on her appointment list. I also planned to sign up for an appointment with an agent. I told so many people I would be going, and now God was asking me to not go.

But as she talked and challenged me, and as I became choked up with emotions I knew I had to give it up. I knew that just cutting back wouldn’t do it. I needed and still need a breakthrough in my family, and I was willing to kill my “Isaac” to get it.


So here I sit in mourning. I feel like Abraham must have felt as he climbed the mountain with Isaac, his beloved son. He knew he was going to offer his son as a sacrifice to God and was willing to do it though it would grieve him. The son he prayed for would die by his own hands. My dream and calling I knew came directly from God would have to die.

God is a jealous God, and he will not have any idols before him. Though I’m devastated at my loss I’m trying to walk in obedience. I have laid my Isaac on the altar and raised the knife, not knowing whether God will grab my hand before I strike, resurrect my baby on the altar or just let it die. But I do know His will is perfect even though I have no understanding why he would take this from my life. But for now I know I need to let it rest in peace.