Tuesday, October 4, 2016

A book? Really God?

Night before last, as I was about to go to bed, I felt God impressing something on my heart. "Begin at the beginning." Those four words trailed over and over in my mind. I didn't know where they came from or where they were going but I knew they'd come from God. I took a notepad and wrote the words down. I looked at them over and over again. As I read them aloud, I said to myself, "But what if I don't know when the beginning began..." I left my notepad on the kitchen table and went to bed.

This morning, when I woke up and went into my dining room, I saw the pad of paper lying on the table. I picked it up and the purple ink with which I'd written those words seemed to glow on the paper. Begin at the beginning. Was it time? Was I hearing God properly? I'd been praying about writing a book for a long time. Was this God's go ahead to start writing? I wasn't sure but I hoped so!

After breakfast, I went about my daily chores. I glanced at the notepad over and over through the day. For some reason, it I was being drawn to it. About 3:00 p.m. I passed the table on my way to the laundry room. I picked up the notepad and carried it to my office. Sitting down at the computer, I did an online search for self publishing companies and contacted 2 of them. I wanted an idea of printing costs. I wasn't shocked to find the average range was between $2,000 and $4000. To some, that wasn't a lot of money, but to me...it was a great deal. I haven't worked in almost 4 years now other than doing some freelance writing. Okay God...if you want this to happen, you've got to make a way. That was my breath prayer. One I'd exhaled up to heaven in desperation and hope. I needed a miracle.

Pulling out my desk chair, I sat at my computer and opened up a new Word document. I began to type. Before I realized it, I'd written the introduction to my book...I guess God is really in this! I'm excited to see how a book unfolds and how He will use it for His glory. Step by step, and my foot is raised ready to move forward.

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