I’m taking vacation time. Funny how vacations get filled with “so much to do, so little time”…
I have a busy week scheduled. I’ll be unplugged for part of the week to finish a requested revision.
I’m going to visit with my daughters and watch my son row in a competition.
Of course, there is the last of the yard work to be done and the gutters to be cleaned out. No hiding, Eric.
I'll finish Rosslyn Elliott’s book, Fairer Than Morning…so far, really an awesome piece of work…beautifully written. I highly recommend.
I’ve also received another Versatile Blog Award this week (this makes three!! woo hoo!) from the lovely and talented author, K. Victoria Chase. Thank you, Tori! Please take some time to go over to her blog – Tori’s Lounge. She’s a beautiful lady and always has something interesting going on over there.
As I head into my revisions, I need some inspiration. When I feel this way, I turn to listening to a few songs that keep me humble, and remind me that it’s not about me or my writing…it’s about who I am, and who I’m writing for.
Last August, Eric took me to see The Casting Crowns. The concert was outstanding! They played it all. We were in the third row!
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| The Casting Crowns - Photo by Loree Huebner |
Anyway, one of their songs has a special place in my heart. It got me through a difficult time several years ago.
Who Am I?
Where ever you are in your writing journey – writing your first manuscript, your first book sale, a rejection letter, revisions, line edits, getting a request for a partial, querying your dream agent, and so on...
Or on your life journey – health issues, love, marriage, school, raising kids, work, loss, rejection, promotion, joy, hope, separation from a loved one, and so on…
I want you to remember, who you are…
I hope you find the inspiration you need or become one this week.
Between you, me and the gatepost,
Loree
Who Am I? – Casting Crowns
Who Am I? – Casting Crowns
Who am I, that the Lord of all the earth
Would care to know my name
Would care to feel my hurt
Who am I, that the Bright and Morning Star
Would choose to light the way
For my ever wandering heart
Not because of who I am
But because of what You've done
Not because of what I've done
But because of who You are
I am a flower quickly fading
Here today and gone tomorrow
A wave tossed in the ocean
Vapor in the wind
Still You hear me when I'm calling
Lord, You catch me when I'm falling
And You've told me who I am
I am Yours, I am Yours
Who am I, that the eyes that see my sin
Would look on me with love and watch me rise again
Who am I, that the voice that calmed the sea
Would call out through the rain
And calm the storm in me
Not because of who I am
But because of what You've done
Not because of what I've done
But because of who You are
I am a flower quickly fading
Here today and gone tomorrow
A wave tossed in the ocean
Vapor in the wind
Still You hear me when I'm calling
Lord, You catch me when I'm falling
And You've told me who I am
I am Yours
Not because of who I am
But because of what You've done
Not because of what I've done
But because of who You are
I am a flower quickly fading
Here today and gone tomorrow
A wave tossed in the ocean
Vapor in the wind
Still You hear me when I'm calling
Lord, You catch me when I'm falling
And You've told me who I am
I am Yours
I am Yours
Whom shall I fear
Whom shall I fear
'Cause I am Yours
I am Yours
