by Marcia Lee Laycock, @MarciaLaycock
We’ve had a lovely fall season this year. For a time, the trees were resplendent in their golds and rusty reds.The sky remained a deep blue and the sun continued to shine. But lately the sky has darkened, and we’ve had some strong winds, winds that have stripped the trees of their colour and left them looking grey and forlorn. Of course, we know that winter is coming, and that spring will follow, dressing the trees once again in their verdant robes. It reminds me of Ecclesiastes 3:1 – “There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under the heavens.”
I know that includes this space of time I have been given now, to write. It is precious to me, especially as I get older, and I try to use it wisely but sometimes there are interruptions and barriers to overcome. All, of course are opportunities to learn, to grow, to seek God’s will in my life, to decide to trust Him.
Knowing that all things go the way of falling leaves also makes me realize that my life’s work, indeed, my life itself, is, as James 4:14 says, but “a vapor that appears for a little time and then vanishes away.” I try, therefore, to hold it lightly, to realize that it has purpose in God’s plan for a time and to value it as such, but then know it will eventually be gone. If I hold too tightly to it, treasure it too much, I will, in the end, be left with nothing.
Most writers have had the experience of finding their book on a remainder pile or on the shelf of a second-hand store. Even best-selling novels have a short life expectancy in this modern age. “The blockbuster novel is heading the way of the mayfly,” says Bob Young, CEO of Lulu.com, referring to the famously short-lived insect.
My first novel, One Smooth Stone, has recently been given a bit of a “new lease on life” with a new cover, so I’m hopeful that its life expectancy will be extended for a while, but still I know the end is in sight. It makes me a little sad, but when I look back on what I learned about the writing process, about myself and about God through it all, I realize it was a precious gift and I am thankful.
Besides, there are more books to be written, more words to put into articles and poems that may cause someone to pause and ponder the things of eternity. There is more to be learned about writing, about myself and about my God.
And the good news is that we can trust the One who has laid out the pattern of it because He “knows us best and loves us most,”(John Piper); He is the One who “rejoices over us with singing” (Zephaniah 3:17).
As there is sadness in this season of falling leaves, there is sadness in knowing that our writing has a rather short shelf life. But another spring is on its way.
Desperate to escape his past, the police, and especially, God, Alex Donnelly picks a good place to hide – the Yukon wilderness – but he finds even there his is pursued. What will it take for him to discover that no matter how far you run, God will find you, and no matter what you have done, God will forgive you?
Marcia Lee Laycock writes from central Alberta Canada where she is a pastor’s wife and mother of three adult daughters. She was the winner of The Best New Canadian Christian Author Award for her novel, One Smooth Stone. The sequel, A Tumbled Stone was short listed in The Word Awards. Marcia also has four devotional books in print and has contributed to several anthologies. Her work has been endorsed by Sigmund Brouwer, Janette Oke, Phil Callaway and Mark Buchanan.