“Stop it! Go away! Leave me alone!” It is my words, but silent, spoken in my mind to the voices that are calling to me. Their incessant clamoring for attention feeds my discouragement. Why can’t they ignore me like I try to ignore them?
I am in control, I tell myself. Without me they will cease
to exist. With the touch of one button all evidence of their existence will be
erased. I have that power.
Sighing, I quietly fluff my pillow, turning it over so that
the coolness of the other side brings momentary soothing to my frazzled nerves.
Finally, I give in to the voices. In the
stillness of night, in my mind, I write new chapters, and rewrite old
ones. I examine scenes for flaws. I
eliminate unnecessary people and embellish current ones.
And the characters of my novels are silenced for the moment.
My mind relaxes and sleep overtakes me.
I wonder if I am alone, or do other writers experience the
same thing. Then I scoff at calling myself a writer. That is what the
discouragement does to me. I question whether this passionate drive to write
was truly given by God. If I answer yes,
then I question why I go through these bouts of discouragement.
Disappointed, disillusioned, and discouraged, at my lowest point, when I was ready to give up, convinced I would never truly be a writer, God, my heavenly Father, spoke into my spirit, “Who are you? Are you who others say you are? Are you what you perceive yourself to be? Or are you who I say you are?”
It is enough! God has called me to write. I am confident of that. And so I sit, fingers poised over my laptop.
It silences the voices of my characters that will not be ignored, these that I
have given life to. It is the only way
to prevent them from insinuating themselves into that brief moment when sleep
descends, causing my eyes to fly open and my brain to go into high gear with
these lives I have created. I am too old and tired to have my sleep stolen away
by them.
I cling to the truth that the power of encouragement lies
within me through Him who dwells in my heart and soul. But it is also nice to
receive encouragement from friends, family and even strangers, but first I must
believe in myself.
You are a writer! I've read your work. You have a God-given talent for communicating your heart through the written word. God has placed that passion to write in your heart. She whom God calls, God equips.
ReplyDeleteKeep on going. Doors are opening for you that you can't even see yet.
Jan