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Scattered

Yesterday was one of those scattered-in-all-directions days. I really wanted to be writing, especially because I’d figured out a major plot change for one of the novels I’m revising and so I wanted to dig into it. Immediately. But it was our night to host a home-group Bible study, so I had to clean the house, never a small task. I wasn’t staying for home group, though, because I planned to attend the first meeting of a local chapter of American Christian Fiction Writers. Fortunately, our home group doesn’t deal in guilt. As a matter of fact, we’re studying Romans, where Paul says there is no condemnation for those who are in Christ Jesus, even if they play hooky from Bible studies once in a while. (Okay, I added that last bit.)

So I was running around, cleaning the house and also doing laundry, because that’s a task that never ends. I set up my laptop on the dining room table, close to the laundry room so I would hear the dryer buzz and wouldn’t fry any clothes in the real world while I was revising my imaginary world in bits and pieces. Clean a bathroom, write a paragraph. Fold a load of clothes, write a paragraph. Run to the grocery store, write a paragraph. That’s how my day went.

About the time I was getting aggravated with interruptions and mundane chores, my husband walked in and said he’d spotted a pair of bluebirds in the back yard, and some daffodils–daffodils we didn’t know we had, because we didn’t live here last spring. But there they were. Unexpected gifts. Bright yellow flowers, bright blue birds, and a big grin on my husband’s face as he set about finding our old bluebird house and hanging it on the fence.

No, I didn’t make much progress on my revisions, but God scattered some nice surprises across my scattered day, and I’m thankful.

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