My dishes are stacked in the sink, but not washed.
My laundry is in the laundry room, but not washed.
I made cookies, but don't feel like putting them away.
My boys room is picked up but not vacuumed.
And a literary agency that doesn't take unsolicited queries (much less manuscripts) from unpublished writers is open to queries (this month only) from people with my initials (the odds aren't good folks) and I can't decide whether to send anything in.
I am tired. So tired. And so unmotivated. I know it all needs to be done, the question is, will I do it?
Hey, at least the dishes made it into the sink, and the laundry into the laundry room! That's something! And you made cookies! I'm impressed.
But now you HAVE to send in that proposal. Girl! You HAVE to!
DO IT! Send in the proposal. There has to be a reason why God whispered the initials J.D. to that agent this month.
I know what you mean about being unmotivated--I've felt that way since coming home from a week away with my family. Will be praying for you.
The dishes can wait (they're doing that here as well), but you've got to turn in that proposal and turn it over to God. You never know what door this might open. Just step on through, my friend.
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