When my beloved and I decided that we were going to do this thing, we were going to move across country and make a life together, I knew that I wouldn’t be in full time ministry anymore.
I would leave the church I was serving to an unknown future. I hoped that there would be opportunities for ministry and there has. I’ve been so very lucky. Thus far, we’ve moved twice and ministry opportunities have appeared. I was blessed to serve as an interim pastor in a lovely little church in Pennsylvania and then when we moved to Kansas I got lucky again. I was thrilled to continue my work as an interim with a twist. I got to partner with a wonderful church on the brink of a huge transition as their consultant. I loved every single moment of both of these opportunities so much so that I kinda sorta stopped writing.
When my beloved and I started this adventure two years ago, he encouraged me to think of this time as a sabbatical. I didn’t need to work, he said. I could write the book that I’ve dreamed of writing for years and years.
I loved him for saying it and put my butt in the chair each and every day to write. Or at least, I would attempt to write. I would also get frustrated and confused and wonder if I had anything worthwhile to say. I’d distract myself with building a platform and then by taking another gander at the proposal I might send to a publisher that maybe might publish this labor of love. I’d write an essay here and there. I even published a few of them. I published more than a few actually. And then, I somehow stopped working on the book.
I got excited about other things. I just plain old stopped writing. I made a whole bunch of excuses to myself and never breathed a word about it to anyone else. I didn’t dare. I was too embarrassed.
Well, that’s all over. I declare my shame. I confess my vulnerability and share the news that I started writing again. It was just one day last week that I sat down to write but I wrote nearly two thousand words and I want to keep going. So, today, I’m in an airport trying to write even more words and pausing for only a moment to ask for your help.
Here’s the thing about writing that anyone who attempts to pen sermons, liturgies, poems, essays or books will say: it’s hard work. What’s more: it’s really lonely. It’s easy to get stuck in your head and think that none of it matters but the thing about using words is that there is always something important to say. That’s why writers feel called to write. It’s why I want to write. I feel like I have something worth saying and I’ll admit that I’m a bit shy about sharing that whole idea right now but even so, I could really use a cheerleader or two.
This is where I need your help. If you follow me on Facebook or Twitter or even if you simply add a comment here on my blog, I would love to hear words of encouragement. I’d love your support as I try to put these words on a page and step back into writing in the hope that I might get to publish this labor of love.
It would mean the world to me.
9 thoughts on “Back to Writing”
Oh, dear Elsa ~ I’m thrilled you are writing! I will joyfully be your cheerleader and happily read anything you want to share ~ I love your writing, always have! ❤
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Thank you so much Betsy! You’ve been such a great cheerleader over the years! It means the world to me. God bless you.
Dearest Elsa, Write that book! I know you can do it. You are very talented at writing. Good luck and blessings!
Love, Eleanor van Noppen
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I’ll do my best if you do your best, Elsa. Encouraging words from the-middle-of-Maine! And blessings as well. Bruce
As one of the keynoters at General Synod likes to say, we can do hard things. We can surely do them together. Blessings to you Bruce!
You can do it! I believe in you.
Thank you Martha! And thank you for expanding the love and care to an even wider circle. I’m humbled and blessed.
Write, write, write! You have so much wisdom to share and I enjoy when I have gotten the chance to read your blogs. I recently became privileged to read journals from someone who wrote daily about his life,etc. and I have to say it’s better than any novel as the honesty and no holes barred approach is very refreshing. Write, girl; you got this!!!
The world is waiting for you to reach out and share your story. Your voice matters. I believe in you, Elsa!
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