Monday, December 3, 2012


I have been "pondering" for days and days. I could say all this pondering has resulted in my deciding to take another break from the blog. It hasn't. What is has resulted in is....confusion (my habitual state of affairs). 

I am weary and discouraged. I have begun to think I have missed it once again. I seem to be forever answering a "call" that isn't there. I am well into my sixth decade of life and still wondering if I somehow managed to slip through with a missing part. You know....the one that tells you what you were meant to do.

I have always tried to be honest here. Now I need to be honest with myself. Writing may not be what I am meant to do. I've set the book aside, wondering how I ever imagined it was something I should do. I may set it all aside, the blog, the FB, the writing.....  perhaps it's time to go back to my books and knitting needles.

In the meantime, I send you all wishes for the most joyous Christmas ever.

With much love,


Anonymous said...

Are you living my thought-life? :-)

lil red hen said...

Don't we all feel this way at times? My blogging is practically at a stand still; I think I've written about everything I know. lol Just rest a while; enjoy Christmas first.

S. Etole said...

Your writing is such a blessing to so many of us, a real gift.

Anonymous said...

I believe you have a gift. It may or may not be your "calling," but you are living out your faith! You are blessing others with your words and The Word----And I'm certain James would approve.

See you tomorrow dear friend.

Diana said...

Take a rest if you need it, Linda. But please don't give up! Your sweet and generous voice is an important one out here. And finish the book - just for the heck of it. I think you might like that sense of completion. Love to you this Advent Monday night.

Anonymous said...

You don't need to be called a writer to write. I think people can write for the joy of it. You also don't need to be called a writer to put thoughts on a blog either. You can blog about knitting or what books your reading. Relax and enjoy old things and new things, and blog what ever you want, when ever you want. There are no rules.

And don't worry...God will use you if He wants to...and you might not even realize it.

Actually, i think our real "job" is to Love God...etc. you know...and we are guided....Share Love with others...all that.

All the other stuff is filler. The fluff inside the teddy bear.

You can enjoy your blogging. Lose the rules and just write stuff you want, when you don't need to decide what your gonna do ahead of time.

No worries... enjoy what ever it is you decide to do today...and today....and today. Forget about tomorrow. And forget about being something and try to enjoy the doing. Do the do da le do be shu be do be do.

Here is a list of tips that i find helpful at can add to it.

Ten traveling tips for visiting the land of Childhood.

1. Pretending is a way of life.
2. You can dance, sing, laugh, cry, and sleep anywhere and at anytime.
3. You can spit out things that don’t taste good.
4. You can colour outside the lines.
5. You can sit under tables.
6. You can wear any colour and pattern of clothes that you like.
7. You do not need to know how to tell time.
8. Reading is optional.
9. Making up stories is encouraged.
10. Making up words is also good.

*check with the nearest child for more information and tips.

Anonymous said...

ponder is an interesting word.
from pondus (gen. ponderis) "weigh" (see pound...

Unknown said...

I am nodding and saying amen to all that has been said here. I know this feeling of tired--of coming up against the brick wall, my friend. Oh, my goodness, I wish I could sit with you right now. I want to tell you the story of Leaf by Niggle that Tim Keller shares in his new book. It's a story about Tolkien, when he was working on Lord of the Rings and how he was in a discouraged place...

Maybe you can google it? Here, I found a shorter version:

page 6. In the book, he goes into more detail and it is very moving. In short, what it says is that the work is where God is. In the joy of the work.

Love you, my friend. Praying.

Unknown said...

I'm sorry you're feeling down. Your writing has always been a blessing to me. I understand your feelings of "missing it", though. Prayers for peace and wisdom for you.

SimplyDarlene said...

There is not another you,
in your
community, state, nation,
region, world.

Your words
are unique
& needed

but only as you
wanna share.

Don't measure
or do
by how
and when and
where you think
others care -

because you will
always be off
and short
on calculating
their love -

especially when
it's the kind
gifted from

Nancy said...

I know what you mean about that missing part--I really do.

I also know how much your words mean to me. Praying you will sense God's pleasure in you as you ponder.

Sandy said...

I agree heartily with all that has been said here, Linda. You are a gifted writer and you should just enjoy the gift. Write when you want about what you want because it will always be inspiring and welcome to those who enjoy your style. And we all feel discouraged from time to time about our walk and just life in general. Rest and be assured that you are doing a wonderful work through this blog by blessing many.

Teena said...

I miss you. You are such an encourager. I am praying for you. agreeing with the others... you are a gifted writer. Praying God gives you peace.

Much love,
Teena said...

I often feel the same way. My writing is not the quality it takes for the best seller list, but if one word encourages or strengthens a person's walk with God then that was worth all of the writing.

Our calling is to be who you are. He delights in you just the way you are... open and honest is refreshing and delightful.

Sharing the love of God in words is a gift you have. Doubts are only natural for any of us when we compare with others... but God sees only you. You shine brightly and give a glimmer of hope to your world. We have never had so much opportunity to influence so many as we can with technology.

Take a deep breath, drink a hot cup of tea, say a prayer of thanks... and take up that pen again.

Love you sweet lady.