Going To and Fro

Diligence

Prov 21:5, (ESV): The plans of the diligent lead surely to abundance, but everyone who is hasty comes only to poverty.

This verse is on my bulletin board to remind me to stay with the work I’m attempting. I was asking the Lord for a title because I wrote this blog and couldn’t seem to come up with a title. Then I noticed the verse tucked up on the right. So I will begin:

I had a busy day today. I like busy actually. I cleaned the house for a while, did some bookkeeping, read the Beatitudes in Matthew 5, ironed clothes, did laundry, went to lunch with my husband, put gas in the car, visited a friend at the library, stopped for two minutes at another friend’s house to drop off something and then went to the dr.’s office forty-five minutes away. I got there early, yay.

He said all is well; Praise God, and then I went to a different library to actually choose a book or two before going grocery shopping. I drove home, put the stuff away, cooked dinner and later my daughter and her husband stopped by.

So now I’m blogging close to midnight, so it’ll look like I skipped a day by the time I finish. Ah, well.

What a difference a day makes. Yesterday it rained when I thought I’d go to the library, twice, so I ended up staying home. A woman speaks thousands of words a day and the majority of gals are wired that way. I honestly think I only spoke around 500 words yesterday.

My husband met with people all day and into the night, so he didn’t have any words left to give.

I felt like I ran around in circles all day not getting anything done, although that wasn’t entirely true.

The bright spot of my day: when I read the Word, I felt my spirits lift despite the gray skies; and even if my husband fell asleep in the chair, I enjoyed seeing him. I’ve been reading Deep in the Heart, Book 1 in the Lonestar Legacy series by Gilbert Morris, copyrighted in 2003, published by Integrity Publishers, Brentwood, TN.

He is such a prolific writer. I’ve read a ton of his books over the years and enjoyed every one of them, even though one described Civil War torture of prisoners and that was too graphic for me.

I own a non-fiction book by Gilbert Morris on writing a novel and he covered so many essentials and discussed getting the work published. It’s been out a while now, but I got a lot out of doing the exercises, too.

I was thinking today how Gilbert Morris and T. Davis Bunn, (aka Davis Bunn), two of my favorite novelists, portray women with dignity and respect and insight. I appreciate that.

I had the privilege of meeting T.Davis Bunn at Montrose Christian Writers Conference many years ago and he was already well known in literary circles with lots of fans. He encouraged us by saying he started out just like we were and to keep at it. He taught and later, ate with the conferees, but he was on deadline, so he wrote whenever he found a spare moment. He gave up some of the activities at the conference, and apologized to us for not being there. That in itself was an eye-opener.

Writing the many novels he’s penned takes discipline.

In Proverbs 12:27, (KJV) it says, “The slothful man roasteth not that which he took in hunting: but the substance of a diligent man is precious.”

May God bless you and may your work bless Him and others.

 

 

Change Hinderers

I have to admit, I like change. Yet, at a conference where my husband and I, as leaders, were being coached to change, I didn’t like it. Anxiety sat on my shoulder, what would this change do to the flow of things back at the building?

Who am I? Why did I resist the ideas for change. When did I, um, change?

After I looked at the resistance to change at that meeting, I decided to take a deep breath, get over the idea that I might not want to look at new techniques, and became more open. I’m sure the instructor appreciated that. If leadership won’t consider anything new, forget implementing anything after the training.

As some may know, I’ve started keeping a time-log. I’m on week two. It amazes me how quickly time flows and how hard it is for me to keep an 8.5 by 11 inch piece of paper with me at all times so I can keep track of the fleeing half hours. So, I’ve cheated and tried to remember. Where did that half hour go between eating lunch and finishing a note to my neighbor, now living in assisted-living quarters hours away? How is it that she’s gone and I rarely made it over to sit and chat? How is it that I didn’t know she was lonely until after she moved away and her daughter told me? And surely, it didn’t take me half an hour to say hi, how are you, I miss you.

The other day, I intended to clean for three hours and write for five. The phone rang. “What time did you say you were coming over today?” After setting up an appointment for the afternoon, I called my friend. “Remember our walk, can you make it this morning?” Oh, man. How many hours are there in the day? Overbooking when I’m actually keeping track shows the tendencies that have sabotaged me in the past, which is what this exercise is all about.

Today, a friend needed a ride to see some people. Her close friend called me to see if I could accommodate her, because she was too upset to drive. A friend looking out for another friend, and I agreed. I wouldn’t want emotional duress to cause an accident. So I packed my computer in a bag with a Bible and a writing book and money for lunch. I’m glad I was available, but as soon as I find my time paper, I’ll have to block out three hours of time for a sandwich and the drive and maybe two verses read.

Sometimes when people know you are trying to diet, or to be less available, or kicking the addictive behavior you enjoyed with them, they’ll give you little hints as to why you shouldn’t even bother. “You’ve tried that before and it didn’t work, don’t worry about it.” Or, “I’ll miss you. Surely you don’t have to skip time with me.” Or “What kind of a friend are you? We always go to the ice cream stand after class? One hot fudge sundae a week won’t kill you?” Etc. Etc.

I’m reminded of what Cecil Murphey said to me, “What are you willing to give up?”

For a person who likes change, I can see that I have some routines that I like. I read a book for a resource for a marriage book I’m working on. The man had Asperger’s Syndrome. If I remember correctly, his wife pointed out that he spent forty-five minutes looking in the mirror in the morning while she got their children fed, bathed, dressed, and then got herself ready for work. I think people can fall into time-wasting habits and not even be aware. This man wanted to help his wife and improve his marriage. His book is: “The Journal of Best Practices: A Memoir of Marriage, Asperger Syndrome, and One Man’s Quest to Be a Better Husband,” by David Finch.

He altered behaviors for the benefit of his wife, himself and his children. He didn’t allow others to hinder his progress. As I change and grow, I’ll continue to note hindrances of my own making and maybe see some from others. Then I’ll have to decide, “What am I willing to give up so I can stay seated at the keyboard or to avoid a trip to the dr.s office or hospital, etc.?”