Do you remember a life dream you had from a long time ago?
Has it been forgotten or filed into the “never-gonna-happen vault?”
Is it a dream you thought was supposed to be for your younger self?
Have you diligently been laboring after it or have you let it go?
Do you believe it can still come to pass?
I hope you are inspired as you read, More Than a Book.
My book, Heavenly Ink, was finally published on November 7, 2017. What a glorious moment! It felt so good holding that little gem and realizing that the past sixteen months of hard work and focus had paid off. This book baby was born and I was deeply relieved. Not excited yet, but exhaustively relieved.
As I tried to rest both mind and body from the heavy demands of an assumed-sprint-gone-marathon, I knew I needed to take some time to think about what really just happened…
It was more than a book being written and published.
It was more than achieving a great success that I wanted to be proud of.
I knew it wasn’t merely about me.
As I sat in the solitude of created space, I started to remember…
Sitting under the darkened sky, I noticed how shiny the stars were in the brisk gray air. The quietness was gold – no one to distract me from this time of intentional aloneness. A giant tree sheltered me, its limbs hovering over the grassy rug as I nestled into my blanket. Prayers poured out to the One who loves me.
Quietly, the whisper claimed my ear to listen… “One day you will be published.”
No fireworks. No ah ha moments. Simply, one day you will publish your book.
One day …
Time stopped and I felt sealed into a path of clarity and promise — a Divine declaration. It didn’t make sense to me. I wasn’t a writer, not a real one. Not a competent one. Certainly not a published-worthy one. I was simply a vomit-or of words: a sloppy-on-paper processor of emotions which kept me sane in the midst of life’s circumstances.
In awestruck wonder I hid that resilient and momentous promise within my heart – praying back, “O Lord, let it be so… one day.”
That night was a very long time ago. I’ve gotten older —definitely wiser —and my hair a tad more gray underneath the glorious hair color that keeps it looking vibrant and young. Many seasons have come and gone; marriage, motherhood, careers, and various ever-changing relationships. I’ve experienced deep loss and pain alongside mountain top jubilation since that fleeting moment under the tree, and I am wise enough to realize how little I know.
And I remember…
I remember that the publishing of Heavenly Ink is so much more than I published a book. It is the fulfillment of a whispered promise from God that was pronounced over 30 years ago. A word spoken in the quiet night to a young girl whose only desire was to get closer to Him. And now, in His sovereign timing, He has chosen to set the dream loose —a writer with arsenals of paper and pen to share His love and hope to others.
It’s not about me, this promise realized.
And it’s all about me —the joy now experienced because of it.
May your heart be encouraged that it is not too late for you either! Happy dreaming!
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(If you want to get your own copy of Heavenly Ink, you can get it HERE).
I love using words to paint pictures. I love using paint to speak words of art. - Rikah