Okay, so I've been writing all day. On a sermon I started on Tuesday. I've written five or six pages, easily. I have one useable page.
Every once in a while I ask myself why I would knowingly accept the call to a position which requires one to write an A paper every week.
Seriously--no one wants to hear a B sermon, do they?
I realized after a year or so that I had to let go of the idea that all sermons must be perfect.
But I never really let it go...
People are trusting me with their time. I have a responsibility to use that time wisely, to give them something to take home with them, something which helps them to function better, or lifts them up, or challenges them.
Of course right.
I'm going back to it now. Perhaps if I write six or eight more pages, I'll have a couple more pages I can use.
Smile. Sigh. Pray.