Hello everyone,
Tomorrow is the day. American Christian Fiction Writers 2016 Conference begins. I will drive 8 hours to this illustrious gathering of authors and publishers and editors and try to act like one of them. It’s frightening. And exciting.
Though I’m sure I’ll be grinning inanely most of the time, the very thing I’m trying to pretend I understand is the thing that actually connects me to the fancy famous people. If I can remember to be myself and let the writer inside me come out, I’ll be fine.
Because we’re all the same in God’s eyes. A few days ago I saw a little vision of me and Ted Dekker and Erin Healy and a bunch of other authors and we all looked like pieces of dust. We were busily whirring around, making things, talking about words, but we were dust. Ted was the same size as me.
It was comforting. We’re all here to make things, whatever it is. So are you, all my friends, pieces of dust, but you make your Creator happy when you act like Him.
I feel brave and grateful to be going to this conference. I’m still learning to let go of the fear, but let me encourage all of you to stop pretending and be. Live your dreams. People might laugh at you, but they’re just dust too. Make stuff, be proud of it, tell God about it, share it with other people. As Ted says, we’re children on the beach, making sand castles.
I wish you a day outside the box.
Sheri