Sometimes, I’ll be sitting at my computer minding my business and Jesus will walk in and demand some of my time.
I wrote a poem about that once.
Anyway, today He comes in the door and tells me good things come to those who wait, and I tell him to get off my back already. As Chuck Palahniuk wrote in Fight Club, “You can’t teach God anything.”
So, I go to check my email and sure enough there is word from a man named Zachary telling me to forward my manuscript to him…the MS that I have had in limbo for a year now, waiting to be put into print. I understand the mix-up…they had staff changes and, y’know, a pandemic. The world slowed down for us all. I am just grateful that this morning I got a little nudge in the right direction.
Jesus looks at me and says: “Get up out of the dirt.”
I intend to accomplish several things in the coming weeks, all of which are scary and foreign to me, but which need to be done to better myself and my surroundings. Today, I am out here working on my writing, so neglected since before my surgery, when I was at my sickest, and after, when I was at my weakest. Now, I feel better and stronger, though tentative, but happy, also. So, I shall take strides to improve the areas of my life that I have neglected, just like my writing.
Today I am going to my preferred bookshop/cafe with Sahar, my port in the storm. Nothing could kick off my journey towards improvement better than lunch at one of my favorite places with one of my favorite people.
Don’t get me wrong, my inner self still fights with Jesus.
He’s all “You can do it! You’re so strong!” and I’m over here incredulous. What does Jesus know? He’s only the Son of God.