“Wisdom is supreme; therefore get wisdom. Though it cost all you have, get understanding” Proverbs 4:7 (NIV).
Like standing in a racing wagon with my bonnet blown back, feet braced, pulling the reins and yelling “Whoa,” it’s my job to direct my anxious thoughts. The distractions of life are fierce for me this time of year, and I often feel obliged to race after every good work that enters my head for my family, my community, my world. But wisdom keeps my holiday stress under control and my horses where they belong.
The most important thing is wisdom, with the emphasis on the word thing; more important than any thing, than every thing. I know following Jesus, working hard, loving my neighbor, is what I am called to do. Other than these values, what thing should I acquire? Wisdom.
If you’d like to follow me in my pursuit of wisdom, I’m going to post my daily proverb and comment, and I’d love to hear from you, either here or on Facebook. Let’s start January 1 with Proverbs chapter 1. I’ll post a favorite or two from that chapter, then on January 2 I’ll do the same with chapter 2.
Wisdom says, “I love those who love me, and those who seek me find me” Proverbs 8:17 (NIV).
My friends cluster around me at the coffee shop every Thursday morning. They lean their heads in close and wait for me to say something, anything, as though I’m harboring golden nuggets of insight for their lives (or hiding chocolate in my pocket). A sweet component is that we’ve circulated in the same community for many years, and have a long history of shared relationships and memories.
They’re wonderful listeners, and that’s what makes them valuable critiquers. They kindly sharpen me, humbly correct me, and thoroughly encourage me. With them my writing has improved and my goals are being reached. It’s just plain fun to experience their gentle admonitions and raucous exultations.
It’s been more than a month since my last blog post. I’ve been taxed with working on my novel and my home commitments – and honestly, I’ve allowed Facebook to pull me away. I was prepared to announce today that I’m not going to work on my novel for the month of December, and call it something clever like NoWriNoMoFoNow. (Instead of NaNoWriMo which is National Novel Writing Month). But I don’t think that’ll stick. My friends are waiting to see what’s in my pocket.
After attending the Oregon Christian Writers conference I knew I had the information I needed to keep my focus on the goal, but a phone call derailed my best intentions. To be honest, it wasn’t the caller or my phone’s fault I got off track. I did it to myself.
With author Jane Kirkpatrick
Why do I still listen to my cranky inner child that resists when I chose to go a new direction? In the depths of me I believe developing my writing is the right path, but I end up running away. My goodness.
I came up with a plan to remedy that. I cut off my distractions, the activities that though they may be good and profitable and enjoyable, they’re not best for now. I stuffed them in a box and put them in storage.
I don’t think the kid in me will even notice they’re gone.
“And let us run with perseverance the race marked out for us, fixing our eyes on Jesus . . . ” .
I need to keep doing my homework, perfecting how I communicate. I’m a follower of Jesus, and I believe he is pleased with me working on my writing. It reminds me of Olympic runner Eric Liddell, who is quoted in Chariots of Fire as saying, “God made me fast, and when I run I feel his pleasure.” That’s what I feel when I write with my eyes fixed on Jesus.
Meanwhile, my inner child is on her way to the bedroom. She seriously needs a nap.