I’m at a loss to be witty or clever or insightful today. Rather, I feel bewildered by areas of life that need my attention. I’m stuck at the same point of three weeks ago when I last blogged. My house, my life, my mind is cluttered right now. My house is not finished yet, though I’ve been told it will be this week. Throughout this two-month renovation project, I’ve escaped the house at least twice a week on mornings or afternoons when my mother-in-law has watched Sam so I could write. I did write on these mornings and afternoons, until today (and this quick post, cobbled together in the last moments of my writing time).
Over the past three weeks, I finished my book proposal and sent it in and I worked on some promotional copy for Paul Coneff’s and my book, which I hope will come out in July. I also worked on a magazine article about two friends who chose Jesus and changed their lives, and I received the good news that it will be featured on the front page of the magazine.
Since my last writing session of last week, I haven’t felt like writing, and that’s not like me. I think the desire will come back when order in my house comes back, and when I get caught up on some family things. God also seems to be hinting that I need to deal with some hidden “roots”: I’ve realized I have some insidious roots about my body image (as I struggle to lose the pregnancy weight) and music. Growing up, I used to love playing piano, but today I can hardly make myself do it. I have a lot of negative emotions about music that I can’t explain, whereas I used to have many positive ones. Weird, huh? When I can focus to pray deeply again, I want to delve into those roots.
In any case, please stay tuned; I am confident I will get past this “block” eventually!