The Warrior Reawakens

A little over a month ago, I wrote a post about telling the universe game on when it threw a monkey wrench into my carefully laid plans. Things have changed quite a bit since then. In fact, it’s a little mind boggling.

I fell off the wagon for a few days. April hasn’t been a great writing month so far. Transitioning from one day job to the other has taken a fair amount of time, and my word count totals dwindled little by little until I broke my streak when my kids were here Easter weekend. It was 65 days, if you’re keeping score at home.

It’s not that I’m broken up about it. Family is the best reason to take a day off, but I didn’t go back immediately. I let old habits kick in and let circumstances get in my way. Luckily, I recognized it much faster this time.

There is a possibility that life isn’t going to get easier this year. It might get harder. I realize there might be circumstances under which I won’t be able to write for a season, but the warrior is awake. The story wants to be birthed. I’m focused like I haven’t been before.

Game on. Again.


Mary, did you know?

The presents have been opened, ribbons cleared away, Christmas dinner has been relegated to Christmas Past. The standard question has gone from, “Are you ready for Christmas?” to “Did you have a good Christmas?” Everyone seems relieved that the preparations, if not the holiday, are over.

Yesterday I got to thinking about the first Christmas. If you think our preparations are stressful, think about Mary’s! She was a young girl in a patriarchal society, pregnant and unwed. When the marital status issue was finally settled, she had to take a trip roughly equivalent to going from St. Louis, MO to Tampa, FL on a donkey. I can’t even imagine.

What I can imagine is what she thought at the end of the journey, when she held her baby. “It’s finally over. I don’t know how I did it all, but he’s here and now we can all settle into being a family.”

I wonder if she was surprised when they left Bethlehem and went south instead of north, or if she was too groggy from Joseph waking her in the middle of the night to notice at first which way they were going. Did she try to get Joseph to stop for directions? Or was it enough when he told her the angel said to go that way? How old was Jesus when Mary first realized that his birth wasn’t the end, but the beginning?

I’m sure she knew when Gabriel visited her that her life would change, but did she realize in that moment that she crossed the threshold from girl to woman? So many of our huge, life-changing moments are like that. They seem ordinary at the time, and it’s only in hindsight that we can see the whole course of our lives changing direction. Even if we recognize it in the moment, we often don’t realize how big the change will be, and we almost never realize what the fall-out will be. I think that’s why we don’t have the ability to see into the future. If I could see the full magnitude of seemingly small changes in my life ahead of time, I’d curl into a ball in a corner and cover my head with my blankie!

I hope all of you had a wonderful Christmas and that 2014 will bring you joy. See you next year.


viewattachment-99It’s been a bit hectic lately, getting ready for The Boys to come for Thanksgiving. It’s extra special to have them here with all that’s been going on. When they were here in July, none of us had any idea what changes were coming.

This is my blessing jar. I started it in January, just scribbling things I’m thankful for on a scrap of paper and sticking them in the jar. I’ll empty it out and read them New Year’s Eve, and start again on New Year’s Day. I have to say I thought it would be more full. I thought I was good at counting blessings. Maybe I am, but writing them down is a whole different story! Maybe I’ll fill it up next year.

I hope all of you have a wonderful Thanksgiving filled with laughter and love. A year ago, I would have said that I will, but my lesson for 2013 is that nothing, not even the next minute, is known. Things can change in a instant. Grab onto what’s good right now. Write it down. Put it in a jar.