I've been down at the mouth a lot this year but today I realize how much I have to be thankful for. The things we always name - family, friends, shelter, etc.
But I'm also thankful for an unusual thing - for the current months-long stretch of writer's burnout I'm in. Sounds bizarre, I know.
Sure, I can't say I don't feel anxious about it at times - but the anxiety comes not because I'm not writing right now, but because I'm always afraid of letting time and opportunity slip by, as though I only have a short while longer before the door of opportunity closes.
But at the same time. . .well it's difficult to describe except to say that somehow, overall, I have a sense of peace about the writers burnout I'm suffering right now. It's been just about five months. And my brain has been in almost total shutdown. But I am just now feeling the stirrings of regenerating braincells - just now beginning to feel curious about things, think about things, and ask myself questions about various life ponderings. Things that I didn't even realize had ceased to exist while I was busy stressing myself out about the novel rewrite.
So, uncertain as burnout may seem, I can't help but feel that God is going to bring good from it.
And I hope that today across America, as we sit back and enjoy Thanksgiving, we each find that sense of peace that only God can bring and that we listen to Him and let Him stir our hearts to the course He has laid for us.
And I'm going to conclude this day of Thanksgiving by reading one of my all time favorite Psalms: Psalm 100.
May your holiday be blessed!
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Brenda, I've enjoyed your past few posts. You give me hope, as I've been in a dry spell with my writing as well! Oh, and BTW, I'm thankful you don't post that often (neither do I). Gives me a better opportunity to keep up! LOL! Hugs, girl! Our day is comin'!
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