I’m spending my writing time tweaking the devotionals in Under His Wings. Most of these bird encounters took place several years ago. Because of that, I wondered if I would need to drastically change the stories for the upcoming e-Release. The answer: no.
What an adventure this re-write in progress has become. It’s a little like a time travel machine. With each story, I step right back into the moment. The experiences and lessons are as real today as they were when I first lived and recorded them in my journal. Yesterday, before Jon came home for supper, I was working on a story (Dirt Bath), and when I stopped writing, I felt something on my face. A smile.
The antics of that little wren and the lesson God taught me touched my soul all the way to my lips.
Perhaps the biggest surprise is the way that God is gently teaching me again through each memory and the words on the pages of my own book. The look back is also sprinkled with a few tears: two of the neighbors I wrote about, and a favorite waitress who loved the book have passed into eternity.
As I tweak and update the wording, some thoughts, and a few verses, I am once again amazed by the love of God. All those years ago, He met me in my loneliness, filled it with His presence, used it to make one of my dreams come true, and then He used in the lives of thousands of readers.
In this season of my life, He is once again meeting me where I am, filling my life up with His presence, and generously allowing me to live the dream again.
Oh my – look at the time – if I’m going to get more stories polished today, I have to get back into the manuscript. I can hardly wait to see what He’ll do in my heart today as we remember those tender encounters together.
I love this verse from Psalm 91:
He will cover you with his feathers,
and under his wings you will find refuge;
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