|Happy New Year! (picture compliments of Bing)|
I’m a little late with my New Year’s post, but you all know my philosophy on New Year’s resolutions. I shared it a couple years ago, but here‘s the skinny…If there’s something in my life that I recognize needs to change, why wait until January 1st?
But that doesn’t stop me from reflecting over the last year, totally in awe over the blessings God poured out in my personal life and in my writing.
2013 was spectacular! Two more of my books released, Journey’s Embrace and When Truth Whispers, making a total of five published romances, all with Pelican Book Group. Several more books are contracted and in various stages of publication, and who knows what 2014 will bring.
I’ve been doing a lot of soul searching lately, especially in regards to my writing. God’s prompting me to dig deep and try new things, to release my dreams and fears to Him, to spread my wings and soar over unfamiliar waters, to reach out and love more.
What does that mean? I don’t know, but I trust God. If He points to a road and says, “Go that way. I want you to meet somebody,” just like when He directed Philip towards the Ethiopian (Acts 8:26-40), who am I to argue?
Who does God want me to connect with this year?
Where He leads, I will follow.
And I’ll try not to allow fear to squelch that giant swell of anticipation that’s building and rising for the journey ahead, that awesome wondrous feeling that God loves me and wants the absolute best for me…just like He loves you!
It was 2007, and we’d just moved to North Carolina for hubby’s new job as fire chief. You know what new jobs require: demanding hours, lugging work home to catch up if there had been a prolonged vacancy, familiarizing yourself with the way things work within the new organization, learning names, yada yada yada. All of that meant I didn’t see him much those first few months.
We’d moved across states, so it wasn’t like I could hang out with anybody I knew, and as a writer, I spent most of my time perched in front of my laptop. I remember feeling so alone and praying, begging God, for friends in my new city.
Did you catch that? I don’t know why I tried to limit God.
He showed me. In a big way.
God answered my prayer, but He ignored the “in my new city.” Thank You, God!