I was supposed to be at a book event in Jackson County WV today. In fact, I got up early and began getting ready, in spite of the fact that my 4-year-old had gotten sick twice before 6 a.m. I was in the middle of taking the hair drier to my hair, when she got sick the third time. I calmly put away the drier and brush, held her hair out of the way and when it was over changed in to some comfy clothes. I couldn't go anywhere, not with her that sick. So, it's been a day filled with trips to the bathroom and lazing with her on the couch. I think the 6-year-old was feeling a bit left out, so I made her some hot chocolate in a big girl coffee mug and let her stir it and everything. I think it made her feel pretty special. :)
Today wouldn't have been any easier on me if I could see, I'll give ya that. However, it would have been nice to be able to go by the store and grab some Gatorade for my poor baby. She can't drink milk, which makes her pretty sad. She's sipped on some water and kept most of it down, but she couldn't hold down the animal cracker that her sister shared with her. It makes you feel pretty helpless, when all you can do is sit with her while she feels miserable. But, things are looking up. She's watching her favorite show on Nick Jr and talking to it, and she's waring her Snow White costume over her night clothes. :) Yep, she might be on the mend.
Remember the story we talked about...I think it was in the last post, where the woman goes back in time? Well, it might interest y'all to know I have over 6k words written on it so far. The heroine's name isn't Samantha, though; it's Bronwen. :) The hero hasn't been named, yet, but he does have gray eyes, he can sing and he can weald a medieval broad sword rather expertly. lol I had thought of posting it in sections on here for y'all to read, but I haven't made up my mind, yet. My guy does have a dungeon, though. I'm telling it in first person, which is odd enough for me, and so far those 6 thousand words are from beginning on and not all jumbled in to a scene here and a scene there. I've done a lot more research for it than necessary, but that's pretty typical for me. So, what do y'all think? Want to read it on here? Maybe a chapter a week or something? Or, would you rather have a paperback in your hands?
Sometimes, writing a story is like life; you just don't know what you'll end up with until it's too late to change it. Ha! Don't ask where that came from. :) Now, I know there's a delete button on my keyboard, and I know there is an eraser on the other end of a pencil, but to me, if something has been written, then it is. There's a lot I deleted and changed about the last book I wrote, "To Tame A Heart", but to me, the parts I took out still happened. Doesn't matter if the reader knows about the deletions or not. So it is with life, sometimes. I had planned on having a wonderful day out. Had a babysitter all lined up, which is not a usual occurrence around here. I was ready to go, but God had other plans. Hmm, I feel a Scripture coming on.
"For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways, saith the LORD. For as the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways, and my thoughts than your thoughts." Isaiah 55:8-9 KJV.
Only God knows why He does what He does. But, we can be sure of this, His plans for us are perfect. His ways are better than our ways, and His plans will accomplish more than we ever could in a million years. Easier to stay at home with a sick child and to know God's peace, then to be busy without it. Amen?
Has God called you to do something you have trouble with? Do you sometimes wish He would give you a teensy glimpse in to His plan, just so you'll know your present trouble will be worth it all someday? Have no fear, He will. Usually, at the strangest times, God lets me in on just a tiny bit of what He is doing in my life. I know I don't deserve it. He doesn't have to tell me anything. I mean, He's God, creator of it all. But, occasionally, He sends a blessing my way that I believe is just a foretaste of what is to come. And, of course, there is His peace, which, btw, isn't something to be taken lightly. So, weary pilgrim, take heart. He ain't done with us yet. :) Keep on keepin' on.