so now what . . . ?

I woke up this morning with such an awesome idea for a blog . . . only to realize that I have already blogged about it. *face palm* "doh!"

So now what?

*takes a sip of coffee*

*Waits for inspiration*

*listens to the birds stirring*

Just kidding the birds aren't even awake yet.

Where are all the ideas that haunt my brain when I am trying to sleep, now that i want one, just one of the million, they have all flown the coop. You see that is the type of writer that I am. I am not one who sits and plans and structures. Usually I get an idea and I grab a computer/notepad and write and there you have it. Even with my novel, which will hopefully one day be published, that is how it happened.

I was sitting on the stairs, one spring in Albania. I remember it so clearly. I would sit on the stairs because the walls of it would block the wind coming off the snow mountains, as the sun shone directly down on the stairs. I would sit there, defrosting from the winter, watching the cherry blossoms drifting about on the breeze. It was a cozy place to think and to talk to God.

One day out of nowhere an idea hit me. Almost literally. The cherry blossoms reminded me of a wedding, and confetti being thrown.  From that alone a whole story ran through my brain like a train rumbling through a station. It was so vivid that it was almost like watching a movie of it. And the idea of my book was birthed. It was so vivid that it must have been God who dropped it in my brain.

I remember at first arguing that it couldn't be from God because it didn't match the image of God I had in my brain, nor the understanding of scripture. .  . i never wrote the story line down at that time, but years later when i started writing, from life experience and lots of God experiences, I fully understood how the story line was much from a God inspiration.

on a side note. . . I have heard people say that inspiration is In- Spirit- tation . . .ie inspired by His Holy Spirit.

Back to what i was saying....true to form, the day came and inspiration hit again and i decided to write the story, I sat at my laptop and wrote for 9 hours straight....i just let it pour out of me.

People had recommended all these programs for me, to use for character development, and plot development etc. I cant do it. I like the discipline, I lack the training. I lack the planning. When it comes it comes, and its there in its fullness. [i tend to be the same when it comes to preacching/teaching].

Thankfully God isn't haphazard in His ability. He has it all together, not just in fullness but in every single tiny detail. He is the Author and Perfector of our Faith. He has written each day down before it comes to pass. He gets it.

He has even factored in when we try go off his storyline. We all have those moments, don't we? Its like people trying to assemble a bought item without reading the directions. The item is completed and looks good, but then we look at the work area and discover a few screws that werent put in, or a significant piece that is still lying on the table next to us. This can happen even in life. But God, the great Author who not only knows the beginning from the end but is the beginning and the end, has it all worked out. We can, if walking along his path, His storyline, take confidence in this. He has it all worked out.