For the first time in about 4 years, we are taking a family vacation. We’ll be in Breckridge (for a whole week!) staying at home provided by the Domus Pacis Foundation: http://www.domuspacis.org/
It will be awesome to get away as a family and just “be”.
See you in a week…
I’m pretty deep in the character development of Tilly, but wanted to share a some more about this little girl that has captured my thoughts.
In the quiet of the mornings, Tilly would tiptoe through the living room, try to avoid the trucker passed out on the floor, gently open the creaking front door, and then run as fast as she could to the woods. With the wind blowing through her hair, she couldn’t make it to the woods fast enough.
As her feet touched the edge of the forest, the leaves from the trees gently caressed her face, welcoming her back home.
In the woods, she was a maiden waiting to be saved, Anne of Green Gables, a nurse to a hurting raccoon, daddy’s little girl, or whatever else her imagination could conjure up.
Thanks to Kathi’s encouragement, I drove to work the other day listening to Nicole Nordeman’s, River God. Wonderful lyrics comparing God to a rushing river, smoothing the rough edges in our life. It reminded me in a little way of this little piece I did about the river rocks that wrap around our house.
If you have not listened to any of Nicole Nordeman’s music, I highly encourage you to. They are some of the most insightful and transparent lyrics around, and are sung in a way that you know she’s been there…
I wanted to share with you a little teaser on where my writing focus will be for the next several months. It is something that has been stirring within for a while, something that I’ve finally been able to grasp character and plot wise.
Tucked away deep in a green meadow, overlooking the east-bound lane of I-25, is an odd little tree. It’s kind of a short, rounded tree without many branches, with just enough green leaves to let everyone know that it was, indeed, still alive. It doesn’t cast much shade, and is easily overshadowed by the thunderous oaks behind it. It just sort of sits there, you know, the way trees do.
I don’t know why this particular tree reaches out to me every time I drive through Kansas to Colorado, but I’m always on the look out for it. As I’m making my way past Colby, I begin thinking about that tree, wondering if it will still be there or will I accidentally miss it this time. It is always there – just sitting there, you know, the way trees do.
Will it talk to me in that familiar voice ? Will it beckon me to come sit underneath its’ sparse branches and just listen? Will I stop this time or just continue on like always and keep wondering, from a distance, about that odd little tree?
And so it was with Tilly, a little girl that people just kind of passed by and wondered about. She was always there as people made their way to and fro, just sort of watching. Like the tree, she didn’t cast much of a shadow, either. Instead, she pierced through people’s souls with her eyes; and just kind of sat there, you know, the way little girls do.
A frequent comment I hear from friends is “you should write a book.” Most people making that comment are friends from church, family, and other friends I’d made through the years. Although the comments are made in earnest and mean a great deal to me personally, I’ve typically thanked them for the comment and tucked it away to ponder about later.
That said, I believe God has put a desire in my heart to minister to people through words, either through this blog or other means. I don’t pretend to think that I’m the next great undiscovered writer, but I do enjoy putting words to paper in a transparent and authentic manner. My previous thoughts on writing a book have been to pull together various pieces I’ve compiled over the years and bring it to book form: an essay here, a poem there, a short devotional piece, etc. However, the more I’ve worked through that effort and thought about it, the more I believe that wouldn’t be a good idea. The things I’ve shared in email and on this blog have been meaningful to those who know me, Maggie, our family, and others within our church. I don’t desire to write a book that just rehashes everything and presents it in a new form.
When I think of putting some thoughts to paper in order to bring something fresh to those who know our family and affect a larger audience, my desire is to build upon what the Lord has already been doing in my writing, but to present it in a fresh, honest, transparent, and engaging way. Most of the things I’ve done thus far have been devotional pieces, poems, and other interpretive pieces about what God happens to be showing me that day. My desire is to glorify Him through my words, ultimately drawing a people to Himself in an authentic way. If He desires to do that through a book in order to reach more people, then that is great. If he desires to do that solely through this blog, then that is a great, too. I’m at a point of sorting that out.
I covet your prayers as I pray and work through the various forms that my writing will take, and sort through the purpose of what I believe God desires to communicate through me: fiction, non-fiction, a novel, a personal narrative, a collection of short works / devotionals, a mix of all of the above, strictly focusing on the blog, a book, etc.