you know that my dream was to be a writer and it came true 3 years ago.
Because of God's strong grace in my life, I have been allowed to write two books
and just signed a contract to write my third.
And I am beyond thrilled to be able to do it!
Thrilled is actually an understatement.
I love the fact that I get to do what I love.
But when it comes right down to the actual writing, the sitting in front of the computer and tap-tapping the keys and turning my thoughts into words on the page,
there is usually a thought that pops into my head saying something like,
"You really should know more about the Bush people in Africa."
And I am immediately convinced, clearly I cannot write one word of my book,
until I know more about the people who starred in the movie, "The Gods Must Be Crazy".
Once you get into the history of the Bush people you must realize that it segues neatly into the Maasai tribe and then I might as well just put off writing until tomorrow because really the whole of African history lays before me and I wouldn't want to neglect my duty as a world participant in understanding all of the peoples of Africa.
So today as I set out to write, I am telling myself, with a strong and steady voice,
"Knowledge of the Bush people is not vital to your survival. Just sit down and write something."
Even now I have a blank document before me beckoning me to write something profound and moving....something that speaks of truth and grace and joy.
I wonder who the indigenous people of the Marshall Islands are.