I’m intimidated by this series that I started.
Intimidated, you say? Yes. Intimidated.
See, in my head, this series is epic. Huge. World-changing. At least, that’s the way it feels. I have serious doubts as to the accuracy of this vision. Still, I shirk from the task at hand for that very reason. It’s too big for little old me.
Well, you know what a good friend told me this weekend?
Suck it up and DO.
Can you guess who those wise words came from? You know what, though? She’s right. She also said that I am big enough or God wouldn’t have given me the story. More truth. Man, does truth have a way of shutting down our excuses, or what?
I went on to write about 2,000 words on Saturday–more than I have in awhile.
I’m realizing that I’m not in this story alone. God is with me. I don’t think I’ve been including Him as much as I’d like to think. Do I write to honor Him? Yes. Do I want His blessing? Of course! Have I been inviting Him to join me daily at the keyboard? No. Have I been asking Him to help me overcome my fears and insecurities? Uh–what fears and insecurities (says that little liar in my head).
I have no idea what’s in store for this series. I don’t know if it will be a best seller or only be read by a select few. I don’t know if it will change the world, or perhaps touch the heart of a single person. Whatever its purpose, though, I know it is God’s guidance that will place this story where it needs to be. I know that is more of an honor to please Him than to influence the world.
So, maybe now I can embrace my story with renewed vigor. Maybe I’ll even finish the first draft in time for the ACFW conference.