Blessed

After my writing my last post on the topic of waiting--the same day, actually--I was informed I was one of the six authors chosen to write a new tween fiction series for girls. I was thrilled! I did the happy dance in my home office! Only one problem. I was home alone. No one with whom to share the joy! I immediately grabbed my cell phone to call my husband. He was elated, proud, and determined we needed celebrate. Dear man. I proceeded to call my daughter. No answer. Called my son, and he was happy for me, but even happier to know he'd received the good news before his sister. Grin. Called my mom, my sister, my friend, and anyone else I could think of, many of whom were not home. Their answering machines were glad to hear from me. I sent numerous emails and waited for congratulatory replies to inundate my mailbox. They did.

So what's my point? Only that as I waited to find out if I'd been chosen to write for this series, I also asked for prayer from my family and friends. And when I got my answer, I was eager to share the blessing of answered prayer with them. I would have called them either way, whether I'd been chosen or not. In sharing this journey with me, they supported me, encouraged me, prayed for me, believed in me. None of that would have changed had the outcome been different. I am blessed beyond all reason with good family and friends with whom to share my joys and sorrows. But my good news wouldn't have been nearly as fun to receive had I not had people to share it with.


I'm an introvert by nature. But people are still so important in my life. So if you have even one special person with whom you can share the ups and downs of life, answered prayers, and real faith, you too are blessed beyond reason. This journey called life is richest when shared.