Sometimes waiting isn’t too bad. Other times, it drives me absolutely bonkers. I’m feeling a little bonkers right now. Like there’s this hyperactive bug crawling through my veins, only I’m in the silent section of the library, so the polite thing to do is sit and be quiet. Please tell me you know that feeling. Or am I the only one?
May I highly recommend writing flash fiction when the waiting starts to drive you nuts? The entire process is SO much quicker. For both the actual writing and getting it published. It’s a nice break for a girl whose roots run deep in the soils of immediate gratification.
Parent Teacher conferences next week, which I love for the sake of getting on the same page with parents and students. But seeing my family? That’s a rare commodity during conference week. It’s tough not getting home until 9 pm with a toddler at home.
I’m getting a short story published in CFOM in January (Wendy?). I wrote it a few nights ago after reading a verse in Isaiah. It’s not what I usually write. It’s sort of allegorical. Not even sort of. I guess it is allegorical. I’m excited to share it.
God is so good. ALL the time. When I face disappointment. When I wait. When I jump in jubilation. His goodness doesn’t change. I want to live my life for Him. I want to glorify Him in everything. I want to rest in the peace and joy that comes from knowing Him. There are so many things to chase after in this world, but none satisfy like the arms of Jesus and that is most definitely something to celebrate.
Question to Ponder: What are your cares, concerns, and celebrations today?