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There’s something special about family reunions. You see people you haven’t seen in years. You connect on a level of shared genetics, lines in a family tree, shared memories and traditions.
Attending the American Christian Fiction Writers Conference is much like a family reunion for me. I have been actively involved in the Christian fiction publishing world for 6.5 years. In that time period, I’ve made so many amazing and wonderful friends who are my brothers and sisters in Christ — they’re part of my family.
Every year, I go to the conference and reconnect. I hug necks, I kiss cheeks, I sit and share coffees and meals, I teach, I learn, I encourage, I am encouraged. I find corners and talk for hours with authors I haven’t seen in three or four years.
It is a homecoming, a family reunion, with shared mission statements, disappointments, memories. These are my people – people who understand how my brain works, who get the struggles of juggling the roles of wife and mother with a full-time writing career, and people who know what it’s like to get that letter from a reader that affirms that words that you wrote affected someone’s spiritual walk in a positive way.
Most of the time, conferences exhaust me, and the idea of going exhausts me. I’m an introvert through and through. I don’t want to “people”. I want to stay in my little, contained world and control my outside interaction through the computer. But when it comes to ACFW, I get exhausted from interaction, sure, but I also get energized with the experience of being around so many people just like me, who like me and respect me and the business I’ve built.
It’s like a dichotomy: my husband was explaining it to someone
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Today I’m talking about the American Christian Fiction Writers Conference, Novelist Inc.
Despite the fact that today will have a high of ninety degrees, autumn is starting to bloom around me in Kentucky. This morning, on my walk/run with the dogs, I passed this field of Coreopsis. It’s been in full bloom for about a week now. This morning, though, the butterflies were all over it.
I’m in the process of getting ready to travel to the American Christian Fiction Writers Conference. I’ll come back and be home for two full days before flying out to the Novelists, Inc., conference. Then, I’ll join my husband Gregg and the boys and head to a conference for Gregg’s occupation. I’ll be home without another trip scheduled for four whole weeks on October 7th.
For me to leave like this, there’s a lot that has to be accomplished:
I have a to-do list a mile long, but those bullet points hit the high marks and the headers. So, my brain is a little frantic. The only thing making me not run around in circles accomplishing nothing at all is knowing I’ll be home for two full days before leaving again, which means I know I have plenty of time to handle the things I didn’t get to finish before I leave Thursday.
As I was walking this morning, three butterflies flying off together like friends made me stop and just enjoy them. I didn’t care that my workout ap blared out the words, “workout paused.” I just looked at the butterflies flying above a field of yellow Kentucky wildflowers and let some calm and peace intrude into my thoughts of lists and responsibilities.
It made me think of Matthew 6:25-34. Christ is telling us not to worry. In verses 26-27, He said:
Look at the birds of the air, for they neither sow nor reap nor gather into barns; yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not of more value than they? Which of you by worrying can add one cubit to his stature?
I realize butterflies aren’t birds, but the image brought the verse to mind, and the verse reminded me that God’s got this.
I can pack, I can clean, I can prep an organized home into
Letting go of the worry and stress gives me more room to look forward to seeing my friends at ACFW in Nashville this week!
Let my butterflies speak to you. Relax. Don’t worry. God’s got you.