When it comes to writing, I've been feeling daunted lately, along with other unpleasant "D" words like doubtful, despairing, and depressed. I've been getting rejection letters at an unprecedented rate. I think that's because I've been submitting at an unprecedented rate, but it's still got me down. If you remember my first post, last fall I was really on fire. I felt certain that writing was part of God's plan for me. But with all the setbacks lately, I'm starting to doubt if that is really the case. But then I remembered what a wise friend taught me. You can't judge whether you are doing the right thing by how easy it is or how well everything is going. I mean, did I really expect that there wouldn't be any more rejection? That I'd instantly become a best-selling author? Okay, whatever. Does Tracy think a little snow means he'll never grow a garden? I don't think so. I'm trying to remember that just because things aren't going as great as I'd like doesn't mean I should just give up. Right?
Well, I hope I'm right, because I really don't want to quit, and I do believe that the things I felt last fall are still true, and that God is with me, no matter what. Thanks for the little reminder, Tracy.