Thoughtful About . . . Abundance
Yesterday, when I sat down for some much-needed reading and praying, I read Psalm 65, and this verse really struck me. In church last weekend we were talking about how this has been a horrendous year for natural disasters. So many tornadoes . . . flooding . . . wildfires . . . earthquakes . . . tsunamis . . . . Disaster after disaster after disaster that have left very little of the country (and world) untouched.
About two weeks ago I mentioned how much rain we’ve gotten this year, and a friend in the Southwest said how they hadn’t gotten a drop of it in nine months. While things here have been washing out, things there have been drying out.
Yesterday when I read this verse, it resonated within me because I’ve been having a great couple of weeks, professionally speaking. I have an editor super-interested in the book I wanted to write next anyway, I signed with a new agent after phone calls with three of them . . . it’s been great. Exhilarating. I would usually quote the verse about my cup running over, but I like this even better–I’ve been following His path, and it’s dripping with abundance.
But the contrast is still there. Not so long ago, I felt like I was going nowhere. I knew I was doing what the Lord wanted me to do, so there was peace in that, but it was a resigned peace. An “I guess Your will for me doesn’t include this dream of mine” kind of peace. I was dried up. Burned out.
Much like a few friends of mine are now, while I’m going through this period of much.
In a way, it seems weird. Unfair. Right? But it’s about seasons–we all have them. We go through them ourselves, and so does everyone else, and rarely do our seasons line up perfectly with everyone else’s. Still, I had to wonder, yesterday, why this fabulous season of mine corresponds so exactly to such dry periods in the lives of two of the people closest to me.
Then I took a deep breath and remembered that when I went through my dry spell last year, they were there for me. Encouraging, praying. Giving of themselves. Giving of themselves because they could. Because they had the abundance then.
Isn’t that really awesome of God? Yes, we could choose to focus on the wrong thing and be jealous of our friends when all’s going well for them, or to be resentful. But while we can’t send the Southwest our rain, we can pour out the healing waters of the Lord’s love upon others when we’re overflowing with it. We can nourish their souls. And then we can trust that when we’re the ones in the arid places, they’ll do the same for us.
I always used to define “abundance” as having a lot of what you want or need. But my new definition is “having enough to share.”
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On an unrelated note, I’m trying out a new commenting server thingy. What with all the issues with comments that Blogger’s been having, and the option with this one to reply to an individual’s comment rather than the whole thing if you want, it seemed worth trying. Though it doesn’t recognize your Blogger account, which is the drawback (though you can leave one as “guest”). So opinions on it welcome!
Thoughtful About . . . Taglines
I’m finally giving in. After years of refusing to label myself (and not really needing to), I’ ve found myself wanting a tagline. Primarily because I need to upgrade my website and want something to put under my name, LOL.
But I could use some help. Who’s up for brainstorming?? =)
Here are some things I’ve considered including, themes to all my books, etc.
History/historicals
The problem with this is that I hope to publish some of my contemporaries somewhere along the way, too.
Shine
Since I received the word “Shine” for the year from the Lord, I’ve really been loving all the ways this can be used, and it’s definitely a big goal with my writing–to Shine for Him with my words
Hope
When I asked my best friend/crit partner Stephanie Morrill what common thread ran through all my books, she said it was the hope. So you know . . . common thread . . . good for a tag line, LOL.
Optimism
Not that this is the catchiest word or anything, but it’s probably my most defining characteristic. Which goes in with the hope. =)
Faith
All my books are faith-based, Christian fiction. I want all my stories to glorify the Lord
Love
Though not all meet the definition of “romance,” all my novels are love stories
Depth
This is a word that springs up often when people are talking about my stories–they’re usually very involved and dig deep into matters and hearts
Intelligence
Even when I’m writing silliness, it tends to be smart silliness. Those are my agent’s words, not mine, LOL. So please don’t think me pretentious. And I don’t really know I’d want it in a tagline. Just trying to give you a rounded understanding of me and my work. 😉
Emotion
I like to get really involved in the emotional aspect of a story.
Passion
I know lots of people with this is their tagline, so I might not want to go there, but I’m definitely passionate about the written word, and I like to write about characters passionate about life, love, and the Lord
So . . . any brilliant ideas? I’ve toyed with these:
History, Heart & Soul (which wouldn’t work with contemporaries)
Fiction that Shines with Hope
But I could use some help finding that perfect phrase. So HEEEEELLLLLLPPPPP! Please. 😉
Thoughtful About . . . Niagara Falls!
All in all, it was a super fun weekend, and we’re planning on taking the kids up that way in a couple years, when Rowyn’s just a little bit bigger. For anyone else planning a trip to Niagara, here’s my insider info: most folks aren’t out up there in the early morning, so if you crave the view in solitude, just be out by 7. And be aware that things open up there about an hour later than they do here. Or at least my “here.”
Thoughtful About . . . Crazy (Good) Days
Yesterday started like any other. Namely, with the kids calling, “Mommy! Mooooommmmmyyyyyy! I ready to get uuuuuupppppp!” Followed by getting them each what felt like 10 breakfasts, blogging, torturing myself with exercise . . . you know, the norm.
When I finally got down to writing business, it was to an email from a friend of mine with some awesome news of a contract. (Can’t tell you who because it’s still on the down-low.) She was one of the loudest squealers when I announced my deal with Summerside for Love Finds You in Annapolis, Maryland, so I naturally squealed pretty loudly for her, too. In the course of our frantic back-and-forth emails, she asked me how some of my other proposals were faring.
Which, naturally, reminded me of one I hadn’t sent out that I really felt I should before the weekend. So, while chewing on what needed to change in a scene of Annapolis, I went into this other proposal and made a few changes. Debated a few recommended changes that I just couldn’t come up with a good way to include, and finally tossed my hands in the air and said, “Phooey! I’m sending it.”
And I did. Thinking something along the lines of, “I’ll work more on it later before sending it elsewhere. This editor probably won’t have time to read it for a while anyway, I know she’s busy . . .”
Meanwhile (amid getting the kids 10 lunches each–I swear that’s how it feels sometimes, LOL) I worked on my edits. Made some decent progress, and I feel good about where I am on those right now. So when, an hour later, I got an email asking me to call this editor, I was a little surprised. Okay, a lot surprised. And when I was on the phone with her and heard how much she loved this proposal I’d just sent, I was more than surprised. I was floored. Delighted. Thrilled. Ecstatic.
Now, this isn’t a contract or anything, but it was an amazing way to get my energy up, lemme just tell you! What writer doesn’t like to hear that someone loves her work? And if that someone’s an editor . . .?? Well. Yeah. Awesome.
More craziness ensued that I won’t get into here and now, but let’s just say that by the end of the day, I looked back and thought, “Wow, really? Can’t say as I expected all that when I woke up this morning!” It was a day of encouragement and promise. A day of Joy and a bittersweet ending/new beginning (the other craziness). A day that really showed me that I’m doing what I need to be doing, and that the Lord is ever guiding me exactly where I need to go.
I’m so overwhelmed by all He’s given me. And so I give it back to Him, and pray He use it for His will, above all.
Hope everyone’s having a great week!






Roseanna M. White is a bestselling, Christy Award winning author who has long claimed that words are the air she breathes. When not writing fiction, she’s homeschooling her two kids, editing, designing book covers, and pretending her house will clean itself. Roseanna is the author of a slew of historical novels that span several continents and thousands of years. Spies and war and mayhem always seem to find their way into her books…to offset her real life, which is blessedly ordinary.