The article deadline was encroaching, and I didn't have an article.I'm at Ungrind today. Click on over for the rest of the story.
My topic was "worship." For someone who spent years engaging the word while working in music ministry with my dad, I was coming up short on ideas.
This one was supposed to be an easy write.
I began with a Sunday School definition of worship, something that involved singing, music, and praising God truthfully from the heart. I looked for an illustration from my life, adjusted my approach to the topic accordingly, and sent in a draft.
It wasn't right.
I spent a day or two sighing over my dilemma. I didn't have energy to rewrite. I was fresh out of ideas anyway. I write too much poetry, and often leave the concrete behind, which makes for too-vague writing. But I had volunteered to write the article, and I knew that it would be good for me -- and for my writing -- to see it through.
MOVING UPDATE: Thank you all for your prayers and sweet comments over the weekend. They are being felt.
We moved most of our stuff over to our new house on Friday and Saturday, thinking that someone would be there to install the sink and finish the wiring that was supposed to be done already. Any minute, I was sure they would show.
By Saturday evening, we decided to call someone to take a look at the water situation, and we discovered that the city had turned the water off completely.
Instead of trying to deal with two kids and two houses and meals and baths, we decided it would be best for me to take the kids to my parents' house in VA. Pete drove us up on Sunday and drove back Sunday night to see to things this week until the house is ready for us to come home and live. This way I have a little more support, and Pete will not be so torn between his priorities at work and for the move.
I may be a bit spotty on the blog this week until we get home to our regular schedule.