I'd poured my heart onto the pages. Seven days of devotionals for the week of Christmas – reflecting on extremely familiar Scripture passages.
My confidence should have been boosted by the fact the editor had assigned the project to me. But I was daunted. I procrastinated more than usual. Then came the day I had no choice but to put my seat in the chair and my fingers on the keyboard.
As I had trusted would happen, the words came. For all but one of the devotions. At the end of a long session the idea finally came. The illustration was deeply personal, but nothing else seemed to fit. So I took the risk and trusted that readers would resonate with my vulnerability.
After some polishing I was ready to send the attachment – a full day ahead of the deadline.
Then came the hard part. On deadline day, I kept checking my email. When an acknowledgment finally came, I'm sure the editor thought he responded promptly. As someone who usually sits in an editor's chair, I knew he had.
But from the writer's chair, time takes a different perspective. Maybe if I'm assigned another week of devotions, the theme for those verses will be patience.