Thursday, September 18, 2014

Consumed



I wrote 5,000 words again yesterday, and this despite a booming headache and feeling icky. I seem to have a little bug, but it is passing through. So I spent the day working on my Bark of the Covenant sequel, and that was a perfect way to rest, and be useful. I have 3 days to recover before my kayak trip to the wild ponies of Chincoteague, so I forced myself to drink tea and sit still writing.

Meanwhile, despite having outlined my sequel, as soon as I started disappearing into my fictional world, the outline flew out the window. It was one of those wonderful times as a writer when you become the character, and you forget you are not the highly sought after beauty that men are leaping from tall buildings to impress, with a mysterious, and tragic life that is about to be turned around miraculously. Words fly off my fingers onto the page and when I stop, it is like emerging from a trance. This is why I love to write, for days like that.

Effortless. Losing oneself in the vision.

I think that is what it is like, in a small way, to be so consumed by God that His will becomes our will, His grief our grief, His heart our heart, His desires our desires. To lose ourselves so completely that we become totally unaware of where we end and He begins. We completely step into His character. Maybe that is Heaven.

It sure was writing heaven.

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1 Corinthians 8:6 

Yet for us there is one God, the Father, from whom are all things and for whom we exist, and one Lord, Jesus Christ, through whom are all things and through whom we exist.




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