Life is weird
so, have you ever noticed how, you pray about stuff happening, and you long for it and hope for it, and desire it, and covet it, but then it finally happens, and then you see all of the results that you never thought would happen, and something good ends up being something lukewarm. Maybe im just inheriting my mother pessimism trait a little bit too much here, or maybe its just that the devils is trying to tell me that im crap lately.
In other news...
I am planning on sending in something that ive been writing to this service that evaluates writing and sends the best to publishers to look at. I dont know why, but ive been feeling a real leading towards doing that lately, and its not even nearly done. The only problem is it costs 80 bucks, and ive been saving up to have daisy take a certain visit to the vet. I'm sure though if this is really a leading from God, that the money will be there. So, if i send it in, you will all soon hear me freaking out while waiting to hear if its been accepted and then to hear if any publishers like it. Sometimes I wonder why i couldnt have a normal passion, like business, or nursing, or architecture, or somethign where a girl who is afraid of failure will not have to set herself up for it time and time again. God must be trying to teach me something here. Why does He always have to be like that- i want to stay in my safe, easy little bubble. Well, no, I don't- but i dont want to live through the process of stepping out of my bubble.
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Grace (2nd grade) about her guitar lessons from my lovely roomies boyfriend. "My mom says that if I get good, when I grow up I can have a guitar that plugs in! And be a rock star!"
so, have you ever noticed how, you pray about stuff happening, and you long for it and hope for it, and desire it, and covet it, but then it finally happens, and then you see all of the results that you never thought would happen, and something good ends up being something lukewarm. Maybe im just inheriting my mother pessimism trait a little bit too much here, or maybe its just that the devils is trying to tell me that im crap lately.
In other news...
I am planning on sending in something that ive been writing to this service that evaluates writing and sends the best to publishers to look at. I dont know why, but ive been feeling a real leading towards doing that lately, and its not even nearly done. The only problem is it costs 80 bucks, and ive been saving up to have daisy take a certain visit to the vet. I'm sure though if this is really a leading from God, that the money will be there. So, if i send it in, you will all soon hear me freaking out while waiting to hear if its been accepted and then to hear if any publishers like it. Sometimes I wonder why i couldnt have a normal passion, like business, or nursing, or architecture, or somethign where a girl who is afraid of failure will not have to set herself up for it time and time again. God must be trying to teach me something here. Why does He always have to be like that- i want to stay in my safe, easy little bubble. Well, no, I don't- but i dont want to live through the process of stepping out of my bubble.
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Grace (2nd grade) about her guitar lessons from my lovely roomies boyfriend. "My mom says that if I get good, when I grow up I can have a guitar that plugs in! And be a rock star!"
