I give thanks to God for two encouraging events this week. I needed it.
The first event was a conversation with a friend. We met for lunch and talked for almost two hours. The mutual therapy was very helpful and generative for me. Here is a reconstruction of one part of the conversation:
— [over lunch]
The first part of the conversation consisted of me being pretty down.
Me: I’m not exactly sure what God is doing in all of this, but here is one way that I can look back and make sense out of the past six years. When I moved to Minnesota I vowed to never be a pastor again. I was trying to get my freelance illustration business reconstructed in a new state. For the first time in a long time, I actually had time on my hands. So, what did I do? I decided to finally write my novel!