Deuteronomy 30:8-10 “Then you will again obey the Lord and keep all his commands that I am giving you today. The Lord your God will then make you successful in everything you do. He will give you many children and numerous livestock, and he will cause your fields to produce abundant harvests, for the Lord will again delight in being good to you as he was to your ancestors. The Lord your God will delight in you if you obey his voice and keep the commands and decrees written in this Book of Instruction, and if you turn to the Lord your God with all your heart and soul.”
When I came home from my She Speaks conference, I found that sweetheart had given me a writing room. Not only did he paint it and decorate it, he put “me” into the room. He printed out some of my writing and merged it with photos I had taken to create the artwork on the walls. Some wooden fish I bought at a thrift store danced across the wall. An ugly green chair that I love but that makes his decorating senses cringe was tucked into the corner. Two empty bookshelves sat ready to be filled with the books he knew I would bring home.
Since arriving home, I have been unable to write. My thoughts swirled with the enormity of what I have done. Who am I to think that I have value? Why would anyone want to hear what I have to say? What on earth possessed me to sell a perfectly successful business an embark on this writing career? Yes, I do have a son I have to take care of. Yes, I have always wanted to write. Yes, I am looking forward to babysitting Lyric while youngest daughter sets out on her life journey. But me? Slipping, sliding, backtalking, argumentative, opinionated me? A writer?
When God told me to go to college, I didn’t. When God told me to be a mom, I wasn’t. When God told me to be a wife, I couldn’t. Yet, in His infinite wisdom, He keeps asking me to do things that He has designed me to do. Now he has again asked me to be a mom, a wife, a student and a writer. This time I will not say no. This time I will do what He has called me to do. I am sure that there will be days when I will find myself flat on my face once again. But He has promised me that He will give me abundant harvests.
(Secretly when I read today’s verse I had to laugh. He has already given me many children and numerous livestock. I kill everything I plant so I am kind of wary of the abundant harvest issue. Sweetheart has decreed that only plastic plants can live in my writing space. I hate to tell him but I am sure that I will find a way to make it die a slow and painful death from being eaten by dust bunnies.)
Truth be told, I am excited about this new journey. I know that it will be as chaotic and unpredictable as the rest of my life. He has promised to make me successful in this, His calling to me. But when you write about life and all that it brings, you have to have life experiences. That is the part that is a little worrisome to me. My many children, my numerous livestock (yes those are hermit crabs in that tank), and my sweetheart all provide me with an endless source of writing material. And lest I forget, my ridiculous penchant for getting into messes of my own making will also be there for me to put out to the world. So let the planting of my fields begin! Bring your baskets and come prepared to share in the abundance of what He brings to me!