NaNo Nano

Nope, it's not a greeting from Mork.  It's a state of mind.  At least for November.  NaNoWriMo stands for National Novel Writing Month.  November happens to be that month.  It's the time of year when crazy people such as myself take precious time away from their lives to write 50,000 words of a novel, story, etc., etc.
I've accepted this challenge, and am proud to say that I am 1/5 of the way there.  Some folks have the audacity to try and get 50k in one day! I don't know how they can do that.  They must have bionic fingers to be able to type that fast.
I've felt the Lord tug at my heart for some time now to write a novel.  I'm leaning on him as I not only write one, but finish one.  That is the challenge---FINISHING a novel. I have, at last count 6 works in progress on my computer.  That's not including the handwritten novel I've been working on since August, nor does it include the novel I am working on right now. So, I suppose, that makes for 8 works in progress.
My goal is to get my 50k in during this month, and then take the month of December to either finish (if the 50k didn't get to the finish line for me) or edit my manuscript.  I'm excited and AFRAID all at the same time.
I've inherited my father's gift of not finishing things.  When we lived in Michigan, my mom had always commented on how much our house lacked in storage space.  Well, my dad decided he would fix that for her, bless his heart.  He cut holes in the walls, nailed boards to resemble a cabinet like structure, and VOILA! There it sat.  For years. Three large holes in my bedroom.  Holes, not cabinets.  That's the largest project I can remember him not finishing, who knows how many little ones there were.
So, here I sit, with not three, but eight holes in my wall.  I must break the procrastination cycle and finish one of the holes.  And not just finish it, but put on a pretty door, stain it a wonderful color, and make sure the inside is nice and neat and ready for whatever I put inside it.

Marriage Rocks!

Earlier this month, my hubby and I celebrated our 22nd wedding anniversary! He had to work on our special night, but we were able to celebrate it the following week.

I am Facebook friends with a couple guys known as "The Skit Guys".  If you've never heard/seen of them, you can take a peek here: Adam and Eve .  They are 2 guys, naturally, who perform skits with a Godly message.  They were invited to appear at a church's 'Marriage Rocks' event.  My husband and I had never been to this church.  It was about an hour away.  When we pulled up, we couldn't believe our eyes.  It was the Mega-ist Mega Church we have ever seen.  

We found some seats close, but not too close.  We were ready for a night of laughs, and we were not disappointed! They performed their skits Adam and Eve, Lazarus and The Booger Monster.  They even invited a couple of volunteers from the audience to help them with a skit they like to call, 'Sound Effects'.  Each volunteer partnered with either Skit Guy, and provided the sound effect to whatever was needed.  It was incredibly funny!

Since the night was centered around marriage, they started off with Adam and Eve-the first married couple in history.  Or "The Royal Couple" as Tommy Woodward called them.  There were some nice one-liners that was said: When describing the Royal Couple, it was stated that, "They were told to NOT do 1 thing, they did it, and now we can't do anything!" (Referring to them eating fruit from the Tree of Knowledge).  At one point in the skit, Eve was telling Adam that she was helping him with naming the animals.  Adam was a bit put off, it being his job and all to name the animals.  Eve's response, "The man doesn't get it done, so the lady will have to step up."

The part that made me think, was when they ate of the fruit, or as they put it, "The unidentified fruit of the Old Testament." and God's reaction to their sin.

God found them, naked, ashamed, and asked them what was going on.  They made excuses, of course.  They are human after all.  But what really hit home for me was God's punishment.  Did he kill them?  Did he blast them both with a bolt of lightning? No.  He loved them.  He was disappointed that they disobeyed, but He is a God of Mercy and Grace.  He had them move from the lush, beautiful bountiful garden where all their needs were met, into the dry desert.  Adam had to work for everything he wanted and Eve had to endure painful childbirth.  

I am thankful that God continues to be merciful and loving to His children today.  Because He loves us so much, He gave His one and only Son as a sacrifice for our sins.  All we have to do is believe this, and we will live forever in Heaven with God and all His people! 

How about you? What has God done in your life that makes you thankful? I would love to hear all about it!
Blessings~Annie

Ugh...

I know God has called me to write, I guess that's what he wants me to do as my job.  I have been unemployed for about a year now.  Thankfully, God has blessed my husband with a good paying job, so we have been able to be supported through that.  However, with Christmas coming, we are getting a little anxious.  Will there be enough to provide a good Christmas for our loved ones? 

I have not been lax when it comes to getting a job.   I have revised, edited and sent my resume out more times than I can count.  I have not had one interview! I even went ahead and contacted an employment agency.  I was really nervous for some reason.  I prayed, before making the phone call, "Lord, if you don't want me to work with them, close the door."  I'm not good at reading between the lines.  I need things shoved in my face for me to understand.  Well, apparently my prayer was answered.  I scored too low on a test they provided.  What? I scored too low? How is that even possible? Since my score is low, I am unemployable for 4 months with them.  

So I was rejected, again.  My human side tried not to take it personally (although the test was personally directed).  I forced myself NOT to cry and feel sorry for myself.  I reminded myself of the prayer that I prayed, then said, "Well, Lord.  You closed that door.  I guess you really want me to write."

As a writer, I better toughen up my skin, because I am going to be rejected A LOT.  That's part of the game.  But, if it's what God wants me to do, he will equip me with what I need to handle the situation.  He never calls the equipped, He equips the called.

As for Christmas...maybe we need to take a second look at how we celebrate it.  Maybe we need to refocus our attention on the gift that was given us, and not so much on the gifts we give to others.

That seems to be a whole other blog topic for another time.  

Today's phone call with the employment agency brought to mind this verse: 

Psalm 37:25 (KJV)

25 I have been young, and now am old; yet have I not seen the righteous forsaken, nor his seed begging bread.

He will provide.  We will have faith.

How about you?  What circumstances have you faced where you had to totally depend on God? I'd love to hear your stories.

Blessings ~Annie

Books

Books have always been a part of my life.  Back in the days of being able to roam your neighborhood without threat of being harmed, my friend and I would ride our bikes for miles to the city library, load up on books, and drag them back home.  I would get lost in the stacks.  I believe I may have even memorized where each book was placed on the shelves.  

I fell in love with Madeline L'Engle, read every stitch of the Trixie Belden series, and devoured whatever else looked good.
Now that I'm older, (slightly-wink wink), my tastes have changed, but not my love for books.  I'm finding new authors to fall in love with, and am torn between handling actual paper books, or using an e-reader.
Either way, Karen Kingsbury, Betsy St. Amant, Colleen Coble, etc. will be helping me to mold my characters as I attempt to include myself in the world of being on the shelves in a library, and having a young girl fall in love with my books.