An encouragement (not to be attributed to anyone more worthy):
Been waiting all day today to get my writing time. But while washing up the breakfast dishes, a thought occurred to me.
I've often thought on writers who say they pray that God will give them the next story to write. Now, as many times as I've prayed for that, I've never felt it happen. That makes me feel a bit discouraged -- I have gajillions of stories in my head, and to the best of my knowledge, the Master has never obviously given me even one of them.
And it came to me while doing the dishes -- this is okay. The Word says that without Him nothing was made, that was made. As in His marvelous creation of the world, the cosmos and all that's in it, so also in our imaginations. Since I serve the Lord, without Him I write nothing that I type down into the software.
Julian of Norwich (1300s) once wrote that "we are in Him enclosed." By that standard, I write just as inspired by Him as those who say their stories come from Him directly. I can neither prove nor disprove their words...I can only bear witness that however it comes, for us it comes from Him.
Maybe I just need to wash more dishes.