I have a confession to make.
I work 40 hours a week as the Director of Communications and Public Relations for a national higher education non-profit organization. I also provide freelance graphic design and social media management for a few other small organizations, sit on a few committees at church, and am on the theatre boosters board for my daughter’s high school. On the fringes of time that are left, I write contemporary Christian romance.
The confession? Writing is currently my lowest priority.
Ouch. For the creator in me, it stings a bit to admit that. (It also doesn’t bode well for my 2024 deadlines. Ha!)
As much as I love my career and appreciate my other commitments, if it were up to me, I would write full-time. I’d enjoy the luxury of spending as much time as I want with the characters in my head. I’d frequent the places I often imagine when I close my eyes at night and churn those stories out to you one after the other.
Something tells me, you can relate. We all reprioritize life’s bits and pieces as necessary – sometimes hesitantly. And gaze longingly at those things we’ve set aside while we’re busy with the things that fight most ardently for our attention.
At least we’re in good company, friend. Early on, mankind has acknowledged the ebb and flow of what life throws at us. In Ecclesiastes, an aged King Solomon wrote:
“For everything there is a season, and a time for every matter under heaven: 2a time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up what is planted; 3a time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up; 4a time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance; 5a time to throw away stones, and a time to gather stones together; a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing; 6a time to seek, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time to throw away; 7a time to tear, and a time to sew; a time to keep silence, and a time to speak; 8a time to love, and a time to hate; a time for war, and a time for peace” (Ecclesiastes 3:1-8).
There is a time to write, and a time to wait.
I’ve got a notebook full of story ideas. One, in particular, is itching to be written. I trust that God knows what he’s doing with the timing of my life and urgings of my heart. It’ll get written – maybe even sooner than later.
I’m grateful for this space and you, dear reader, for giving me the opportunity to articulate these thoughts. Community provides comfort!
Let’s chat. Is there something you have recently set aside? Where are you feeling the push and pull?