Monthly Archives: February 2018

The Power of Words

I’ve always believed writing is one of the most noble skills out there. Books, both fiction and nonfiction, when done well, will never lose their relevance hundreds, sometimes thousands of years later. They can heal, inform, and inspire. They can bring light to those drowning in darkness.

Here is one such example of how a teacher’s small act of sharing a book with a student literally (see what I did there?) saved his life. Warning. You may need to keep a few tissues on hand.

Never underestimate the power of words — even your own.

Walk with Me

As I continue my search for an agent, I can’t help but feel a little worn down and wore out.

Each time I ask myself, “Am I wasting my time? This agent’s time?”

God has told me time and again to keep on keeping on. It will happen. Eventually. And since he knows, why won’t he tell me which agents to approach, and which agents to pass on by?

After all, if God means for people to read my words, why won’t he show me the right path at the outset instead of allowing me to take so many dark and winding detours?

In Luke 24, Jesus had just risen from the dead, but none of the remaining disciples believed it.

While two of them traveled to Emmaus (verses 13-35) Jesus joined them to discuss his death, resurrection, and how scripture predicted all of it.

They didn’t recognize him until later that night.

Jesus could have revealed himself and the truth of his resurrection the moment he joined them on the road, but he chose to journey with them, to talk with, and teach them.

For him — and the disciples — the journey was of equal importance to the destination. Perhaps even more. That, and as witnesses, they were afterward better armed with scripture to help other disbelievers believe.

The same is true for for all of us. We can’t be so anxious, eager, and rushed to reach our destination that we miss walking with God, and allowing him to teach us along the way.

Sure, I want to know right this instant which agent will be the best fit, but by jumping ahead, what will I miss along the way? Lessons learned, people met, and wisdom gained?

After all, this journey isn’t only about me, but others who are, and will go through the same thing. I can only be a witness if I make the journey right along with them.

Embrace Your Age

Especially women.

Brag about it, even.

If for no other reason to show others that age is just a number — and one we can’t control anyway.

If we embrace the beauty of our scars, wrinkles, no-longer-firm-flesh, and gray hairs along with our age (I draw the line at my chin whiskers, though), we can convince others to do the same.

Because we earned every one of our imperfections, those beautiful imperfections.

What makes them beautiful, you ask?

Our gray hair may show the years we’ve spent on this planet, but it also gleams with a diamond-like brilliance.

Our scars are proof of our willingness to fight, survive and never give up — to rise above the pain.

Our wrinkles are proof of how much we love to smile and laugh.

The softness in our bellies, arms and legs are perfect warm pillows for those needing comfort, and young ones seeking snuggles.

All our age reveals is how long it took us — so far — to earn that beauty.

Embrace it. All of it, because it makes you more beautiful, not less.