I wrestled to write this post this morning.
But as a writer-in-progress, I promised myself I'd write about the upward climb to my goals as well as the slip on the path or the tumble back down to the ground or the time I reached for the branch and it broke.
Are you following me?
There are the days when I get that letter in the mail or the call or the great email and then there are those days when I feel about two-inches tall or really really dumb and I doubt my already bruised ego can take another rejection.
I think I'm there. But the good news is I know it won't last long because it never does. When I find myself struggling with the feelings of being an inadequate writer--it's time to step back and remember why I'm doing it and who I'm doing it for. Certainly not me.
I didn't get on this path because I wanted to give myself any glory--I write because I hope to inspire people and point them toward God. Sometimes that will happen, other times, when I rush ahead or choose the wrong words or place to send--it won't.
But none of my efforts are wasted. Each time I mess up, I learn something that prepares me for the next effort.
Okay--so I'm climbing again--see you on the next mountaintop!