Monday, October 26, 2015

Until the Danger to the Innocent is Averted

I am at least a third of the way done with book#4 of my Burton Farm Series. I had a great time exchanging ideas with my horse consultants all day. I will not reveal their identity, firstly, because I don't have their permission, and secondly, because then everyone will want them as consultants, and I want them for myself. Selfish, I know.

Book #4 has me day-dreaming about movie deals. It is an action-packed book with some pretty wild events occurring. I wrote 7,000 words before I allowed myself to stop for the day. I had so identified with one of the animals in the story, that I could not stop writing till the animal was out of imminent danger. When he was momentarily safe, I could stop for the day.

This could be concerning. My fictional world is certainly more fun at this point than my real world. I am hesitant to leave it. But leave it I must. Today, as every Monday, I venture out in the cold to the sidewalks of the city's busiest abortion center to speak on behalf of the babies

This is the weird thing. I love it. I love to stand on that sidewalk and proclaim the truth of Jesus, and His love, and the strength that He gives us when we follow Him. I especially love it when a woman wavers, then turns from destruction to life. It is a thrill and privilege like no other.

I know some of the women who hear our pleas on that sidewalk don't believe us. All they see are the obstacles, the struggles, the heartache, and the worries. I get that. Believe me, I often live that. I know to those who don't believe, it is folly to depend on this invisible God. But time and time again, inexplicably, hope descends in the midst of impossible circumstances.

I feel the same hesitancy in leaving the sidewalks that I feel in closing my manuscript for the day. I don't want to stop until the danger to the innocent is averted.

Prayers always appreciated.

1 Corinthians 2:14

The natural person does not accept the things of the Spirit of God, for they are folly to him, and he is not able to understand them because they are spiritually discerned.

Psalm 27:1-4

Of David. The Lord is my light and my salvation; whom shall I fear? The Lord is the stronghold of my life; of whom shall I be afraid? When evildoers assail me to eat up my flesh, my adversaries and foes, it is they who stumble and fall. Though an army encamp against me, my heart shall not fear; though war arise against me, yet I will be confident. One thing have I asked of the Lord, that will I seek after: that I may dwell in the house of the Lord all the days of my life, to gaze upon the beauty of the Lord and to inquire in his temple.

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