186. That’s the number of pages I have edited in my current novel. And there’s about 136 remaining, waiting to be polished. About a week ago, I was working page 145, and I was feeling burned out. Charred brain and such. Every word an effort, each page a burden, and my finger got a lot of exercise on the delete bar. Then came the ugly voice of discouragement. We all know it, the evil presence that trespasses into our reasoning realm and tries to take up residence.
It wasn’t about writing; it just happened to show up there. Next week it could show up in my relationships or some other niche in my world. Like that annoying wac-a-mole game. Just when you think you knocked it down in one area, it pops up somewhere else in life. Soon you’re frustrated and your strength has dwindled.
The only force big enough to knock it out and keep it out is God’s Word. To believe His voice over the noise. Over the contradicting chaos. He said that I could do all things through Christ who strengthens me. He told me that I have overcome because He is greater in me than he that is in the world. He wants me to finish. But not crossing the finish line crawling and scraping the ground. No, He wants me breaking through in a full sprint. To finish strong. Not in my own strength but in His.
So, what have you been going through that needs Heaven’s touch? Let me know in a comment.
Thanks for reading, friend. Let’s finish strong this week! 🙂