Ever since I traveled to visit Ida and Norm Davis and Debe Yoder in Alabama, I really feel as if my life has entered a tornado of activity. Initially, I stepped into the eye of the tornado because I knew that I had a big surgery coming up. My suspicion was that, after December 1st, my life would come screeching to a halt and I’d be recovering…peacefully at home.
I always say that God has plans for us and it is with His blessing that things happen–the good and the bad. I don’t question things; I try to roll with the punches. I’m not always successful when I’m pushed in the corner (cough cough…no names mentioned…the yuckies next door). But as a rule, I make the most of His plans.
I’ve noticed something else over the past few years. Sometimes He speaks to me. I think He has a sense of humor because it’s usually when I’m sleeping, whether on an airplane or at home in bed.
It’s powerful to feel that presence and hear that voice tell you something. And He keeps guiding me to places I never would have imagined. Yet, I’m learning that the places where He guides me are never the final destination. He truly is a wonderful God. So many moments of Him whispering in my ear have come to fruition and are opening the doors for me to help other people: cancer patients, bullied children, teenagers with low self-esteem.
It made me realize that the success of my writing is not for me; it is to enable me to reach out and help other people. That’s a humbling realization and one that I think a lot of successful people tend to forget…or overlook.
In the next few weeks, there will be a lot of announcements…new partnerships, new books, new opportunities for aspiring young writers. I’ll be traveling, both internationally and nationally, with a group of energetic and giving people that share my same hope: to get to personally meet the people who have supported our dreams and to help give back to some of those who need our support to achieve theirs.
2015 is going to be an amazing year.