Thursday, August 21, 2014

Manuscript

 
Working on my newest projectthe nearly year long work in progressmy heart sinks.

What am I doing?

I look at the pile, the evidence of edit after edit. My hand glides over the tender pagesthe pages of potential, the pages of rejection, the pages of mistakes, the pages of silliness, the pages of my heart, the pages of heart lessons, the pages of time spent with my daughter and working alongside her, the pages of time.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 




The tears well up.

Upon closer examination, I ask myself, "Why? Shelli, why? Shelli, why are you doing this?"
 

Time has been stripped from my family, my chores, my duties.

That wasn't the plan.


And with all that taken into consideration, my heart begs the question, "What if this manuscript is nothing more than a learning curve?" I shake my head in defeat. Typical me.
 
And God whispers into my heartno time is wasted if it's time spent with me, for me.
 
I nod. And I know that in everything I do, whether writing, walking, or talking, He wants me. He wants all of me.
 
Even learning curves are beneficial if I'm learning with God. If in the mundane and simplicity of life, I'm seeking Him, nothing is wasted.

He takes all my effort, all my pieces, all my mistakes, all my lessons, all my rejection, all my potential, all my pages, all my timealland molds them into what He's making out of me, His work in progress.
 
I can't see it.


But it's there.
 
All the waste, pain, shreds, stacks, pages, plans, spilled ink, spilled tears, tattered pieces.

And what exactly happens when the Master takes hold of all the tattered pieces, the tattered pages, O soul?
 
We know. It's nothing new. But we often need a gentle reminder. O soul within, remember

The Master scripts His plans, His purposes, Himself on the pages of our hearts and works all the tattered pieces, the tattered pages together over His time into His masterpieceHis manuscriptthat may only be worthy, may only be beautiful to Him

Me.

You.



Thank you, Father.

 
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"For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. Then you will call on me and come and pray to me, and I will listen to you. You will seek me and find me when you seek me with all your heart. I will be found by you,” declares the Lord, “and will bring you back from captivity." Jeremiah 29:11-14 
 



8 comments:

  1. I can't wait to see what God works through your beautiful writing!

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    1. Thank you, Donna! I am so blessed each time you stop by to say hello. This new work is middle grade fiction ... totally new for me. I'm learning much ... and it's been such a fun journey. Not sure where to go after this ... working on my final edit, I think! :)

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  2. Looking forward to this!

    And remember - it's really a binary solution set. Either everything matters, or nothing does.

    Either the world's a meaningless mess, or it's gloriously designed so that every small part, every laugh, every tear, every hour we thought wasted is a shining gem in the mosaic.

    blessed-are-the-pure-of-heart.blogspot.com

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    1. Thank you, Andrew. I'll remember. And thank you dearly for the reminder. Blessed by you ...

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  3. Looking forward to reading your book, Shelli.
    May God continue to bless your writing!

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    1. Kathy, thank you so much! I can't tell you what a blessing it was to get on here and see comments from you and Wendy!

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  4. Shelli, you've made me cry. Your writing is so beautiful, and I can't imagine anything you have poured yourself into being anything but beautiful.

    Yet, I can relate soooo much to the question of whether my WIP is just a learning curve thing.

    But time has shown me that everything... absolutely everything can be used for good by our God.

    Thanks for blessing me with your heart. ~ Wendy ❀



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    1. Thank you, Wendy! What a blessing you are to me! I went from writing a non-fiction, pouring out my heart from my life experiences to middle grade ... something kind of fun, yet serious, too. But oh, I've learned so much. I'm excited to complete this project and see where God takes me from here.

      One thing about it ... if it weren't for this project, I wouldn't have made sweet fellow writer friends like you.

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Blessed by you, Shelli