As I gear up for my first big writer’s conference, I am busily putting together all of my proposals and manuscripts and all kinds of good little things! This past weekend, hubby took the kids and I got about 6 hours of solid writing time. God was speaking to me and the writing was flowing like crazy. My girls came home, and as I was attending to the baby, I looked down and saw Kiara at my feet, surge bar in hand. CLICK. The screen went dark. The blood rushed out of my face as I realized my doom…I had not hit save. Not. Even. Once. I desperately turned the computer back on and searched through temporary files and everything I could google, but to no avail. Six hours of work. To a full-time stay at home mama, that’s the equivalent of a month’s worth of work. Wipeout.
I let out a quick scream and looked down to see my daughter, tears in her eyes, saying “sorry mama! Sorry mama!” I hugged her neck and told her it was an accident and never ever to touch the surge protector again, ran outside, dramatically fell across a patio chair with a gut bellowing wail, and had a little cry. What the enemy meant for harm was to my good, however! Undeterred and covered in prayer from some of my closest peeps, I was able to rewrite the entire thing. “But the Helper, the Holy Spirit, whom the Father will send in my name, he will teach you all things and bring to your remembrance all that I have said to you.” Praise you, Father. Thank you for the gift of your Holy Spirit.
I’ll be taking a break from the blogging this week, but hope to hit you up mid-conference. If you think to pray for me, I will be meeting with agents and publishers from Friday the 22 through Tuesday the 26th. I am so appreciative of all the kind words of encouragement I’ve received from you, and am so excited to step through the door that God has opened for me. Ephesians 2:10 says, “For we are his workmanship, created in Christ Jesus for good works, which God prepared beforehand, that we should walk in them.” What a comfort it is to know that whatever works I can do, whatever can be accomplished, has already been prepared for me beforehand. God had a plan long before I, or you, ever came to be, and we get to walk in those works. What a glorious, peaceful promise that is!
Have a wonderful week–see you on the flipside!