Writing publicly has a way of yanking my emotions back and forth. A compliment here and there has me walking just a little taller until wham! I read another piece of writing that just knocked the gospel message out of the ballpark. I feel like a hack in the presence of Pulitzer majesty. There are days when I’m wallowing in pitiful online obscurity until I see rabid comments attacking a poor writer for speaking the truth. Then I’m glad I can be a veiled Catholic mama at Mass by day, writing in my PJs at night instead of a potential tabloid topic, front and center. Pride, humility, envy, gratitude. Rinse and repeat.
Since I critique my blog every once in a while, I found four recent reflective posts that have helped me deal with my writer’s struggles. These articles don't address writing but our distinct roles in God's service. I highly recommend all:
1. Are You a Jackass? by Deacon Paul Rooney
2. The Sad Face of Envy by Mary N.
3. Mary Magdalene and Peter: Pattern for the Ages by Dr. Taylor Marshall
4. What are you grateful for? By Terry Mc Dermott
After reading them, you'll know what I mean when I say "Yes, yes, yes, I'm a jackmule! I know Aunt Mabel and her plaid outfit all too well. If St. Lucia hasn't been heard, why should I expect better treatment? And I am grateful that other writers like the above have spiritual insight that I could never duplicate. Of course, I don't envy them (at least not all the time ;)) But they inspire me because it is so clear from their work that they love Our Lord and Our Lady, not themselves, not the world. And that's something I try so hard to emulate."
|Today's selfie. Heehaw.|