“Next!” That’s the best word I can think of today as I am sitting down to write my first post of the new year. I can’t tell you what 2024 will bring, friends—likely, more of the same. What I know is that I’m one day closer. Closer to what? I don’t know. My spiritual-self hopes that it’s Christ’s return. My carnal, human-self fears it’s the further decline of society, our nation, and this world. Whatever that “next” is, I say, “Bring it on!”
Getting back to writing after taking most of December off comes with mixed emotions. As many of you may have noticed, I’ve not been on “anti-social” media much since early December. Like my blogging, I backed away from it too. Not because I was burned out or frustrated with it, but because I was just too busy. Life gets that way sometimes, and this past month found me overwhelmed with busy. Doing my best to take care of my beloved Ms. Diane, household duties, and keeping tabs on everything happening around the Cross-Dubya—even though too much of it is without me, none to my liking—and what seemed like a million other things all became too much.
So, I realized something had to give. I recognized several months ago that my weekly blogging had lost its joy. Not that I don’t enjoy writing and missed terribly interacting with all of you during my absence last month, but blogging became a chore. Ideas weren’t flowing as freely as before. I found myself more consumed with moving from one fire drill to another and the peacefulness I typically find in my writing was missing. When a friend suggested she was taking December off from blogging to spend time focusing on God and family, I thought it a good idea to try and take some of the pressure off my life too.
I can’t tell you that I was able to shut everything off, spending time with loved ones and taking leisurely walks beneath the pines. And I wish I could tell you that I was able to find a deeper and more satisfying faith life. Instead, I found myself still consumed with consulting work, visitors from around the world (that was a source of joy), and a flurry of activity, doctor’s visits, and the holidays on top of that. Most nights found me getting less than three hours of rest and the more I tried to handle it all, the more overwhelming it became. Surrendering my writing and blogging for a while helped.
But, as the saying goes, “It’s time to get back in the saddle and back on the trail. I’ve got miles to go before I’m home.” With consulting work under control, a few jobs coming to their end, and the hectic holiday season behind us, it’s time for me to tighten the cinches (there’s front and back on a western/roping saddle, in case that ol’ cow goes to pullin’ too hard) and get on down the trail. For me, that means a return to blogging, interacting with my amazing readers and friends, and pushing forward in my publishing journey.What does God have in store for your 2024? #NewYear #NewOpportunity Click To Tweet
I’m not sure what is next for me in this publishing journey. While publishing contracts were promised in 2023, God had His reasons for them not coming to fruition. If I’ve learned nothing else in my Christian writing adventure, it’s that God is in control. My job is simply to follow His leading, give it to Him, and move onto to the next thing. What God choose to do with the blogs, articles, and books I write is His business. My job is to obey. Makes it simple for me, which is a good thing.
My joy is returning as I see my “Gracie” (my nickname for Ms. Diane) growing stronger and recovering from her recent back surgery. Like many of you, I’m praying that 2024 brings better health, less stress, and more time to do those things we enjoy—like writing and glorifying God.
May the coming year be filled with blessings and joy.