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Thank God for Noah!


I have slacked.  I’ll admit it; I have been LAZY…  The past few weeks I have been avoiding working on my book, not necessarily because I want to, more due to hitting a wall.  My best friend was being a doll and listening to me read the book out loud to ensure I had the cadence right and it was good for me to be able to catch the umpteen type-os still so prevalent in my story.  The first day we hammered it out- we read 50 pages in one day!  I loved sharing my story and she loved hearing it.  We planned to meet the next day to hammer out some more of the book but she ended up getting sick!  Poor thing!  The sickness lasted a whole week and so the book sat, we both just wanted her to get better!  We met on Monday to work through it, but between kids and life, only 10 pages were read.  Last night, Tuesday, we had a plan: I would go over and stick around after a home party she was having and read it after she put the kiddos to bed.  At 12:00pm my headache started…  By 7 (while at her house) it was in full swing.  After almost puking from the pain, I left at 7:30, without reading her my story. 

Have you ever had the best intentions to do something and then life got in the way?  Life has a way of doing that sometimes.  Often, we look at it like we just aren’t supposed to do what we are doing.  Have you ever felt called to do something and then were unable to do it as quickly as you wanted because you got distracted, sick, bored or whatever? 

I think of the story of Noah.  I really do like that story, other than the fact that I can’t stand being on a boat because I will get so sick!  The story of Noah is really neat.  The story is also extremely condensed.  This is a long period of time in this guy’s life.  He started this project because God told him to.  He had this great plan and all this motivation to do it.  I wonder if he faltered in his work ethic.  I wonder if he said, “today, I am just not going to work on the boat and have a me day”, then that day turned into a week and then into a month and he finally got back into the swing of things.  Everyone was watching him.  I am sure so many people thought that he was beyond crazy.  This old man- rugged, graying, aging daily, 500 plus years old- and he was building a boat in the middle of his land.  A boat?!?!?  Did he ever question his sanity or just let life get in the way? 

Ulitmately he finished his project God gave him to do.  Ultimately I will too, just not in time for my self-presented deadline.  Praise God that He gave us examples like Noah in the Bible to look at and see that we aren’t crazy to follow God, we aren’t too old to follow God and we aren’t alone in following what the Lord has commanded.  So today, I am going to try to work a little on my book.  I am going to take things one step at a time and work from there in hopes that life doesn’t get too out of control to allow me to finish soon.  Thanks for your patience. 

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