Skip to main content

Joyfully Attempting Life

My sophmore book has been titled Joyfully Attempting Life. I love the title. Joy is my life goal. Joy encompasses so much.  Joy is rooted in faith and peace. Joy springs up out of love. Joy is salvation. Joy is huge. Joy is not dependent upon current situations.  Joy is a gift from God.  I choose to accept the gift.

Why Attempting Life? In one way I get it I am living life, but I chose attempting because everyday my goal is to sin less and love better. I am attempting to live that out.  There are days I totally fail and fall flat on my face (metaphorically and really). Through Christ I am able to get up and try again.

I am Joyfully Attempting Life. Joyfully After All was hard to publish.  To read through my journals and experience that segment of my story again was rough.  It was cathartic too. I published because in 2002 there were no good first hand accounts of how a Christian dealt with rape. I am a reader.  Connecting to characters is what I do.  When I most needed someone there was a void.  That void needed to be filled so I wrote my story.

Joyfully Attempting Life is a continuation. Unfortunately I hit another crazy, traumatic and upside down patch of life.  I dealt with it the best way I know how, I wrote.  I wrote a book. 5 years in the making.

I still have my ups and downs.  I still grieve for my ex and what could have been. In JAL I don't meet Prince Charming. My happily ever after will be in Heaven.  I think though that I am in a fairly good place right now. I have found an ending for Joyfully Attempting Life. You will have to read the book!

I am excited to see where God takes Joy 1 & Joy 2. It has been quite the journey, but I have been blessed to know Jesus through it all.
 my daughter made this button heart and framed it for me to help me feel better as I battle the flu.  To be so loved is a gift.  Brings joy to my heart.  

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

No Sleep & A Friend Who Gets it!

One of the battles Snowflake and I have fought over the last 4.5 years is with sleep. She started out life as the greatest sleeper in the history of baby sleep. Quickly she was sleeping for 4-5 hours at a time. When she was awake she was inquisitive, happy and fun. When she was asleep she was O-U-T, out! She could sleep in the bowling alley! I thought I had birthed the world's best sleeper. I did not deal with new mom exhaustion. I was blessed. AND THEN... Well it started when she was fourteen months old. When our life changed. People say that little humans are resilient, and they are, but they notice and respond to major life changes. They are human after all and trauma affects us all, age doesn't matter. The young, old and in between are all changed by traumatic events, and Snowflake, she has a background with trauma. It isn't easy to lose a parent at any age, when you are too young to understand why that parent vanished and then the other parent moves you to a brand ...

Keeping it at His Feet

I love to pray.  I love to just talk to Jesus.  He really is my best friend.  It amazes me that He knows me, knows all my secrets, my failures, my inadequate times, my sins and He loves me. He truely loves me. He doesn't love me less than He did when I was younger and skinnier.  He knows what I need to work on but He won't love me more when I purge some sin struggles.  He loves me completely and fully right now. He pursued me. He was beaten, tortured, mocked and brutally killed for me! My name was on His heart when He obeyed the Father on that terrible day. I can never thank Him enough.  I can't get enough of Him. I just love talking to God, the one I can trust with all my tears, fears, doubts, worries and hopes. I am really good at taking things to Him.  One thing I am working on is leaving it there.  I tend to want to take back my fears, worries and doubts. I want to see the future so I know if He says "yes" to my hopes. My big prayer ...

I Want Better

You tell me I'm a "Deplorable" because I support Capitalism. You tell me I am dumb and backward and anti-choice because I support adoption, abstinence and condoms. You call me heartless when I want secure borders. You ridicule and mock my religion that is based on love and forgiveness. You scream that I'm killing the globe when I throw away my trash. That is just fine. You say you want equal rights, so do I.  It is fine because I want more for my daughter. I want more than bread lines and government issued food. I want more for her than the guilt, cancer risks and infertility risks of abortion. I want more than allowing terrorists, rapists, drug dealers and child predators into my country (we have enough already). I want more for my daughter than a faith built on chaos and chance. I support a God who loves, forgives, guides and offers a joy filled eternity. I want a clean earth, I'm all for recycling, but I want more for my daughter than spending all of our prec...