when inspiration fails me and writing is a slog,
that even at such times
the writing life is a life of privilege and blessing.
Remind me
when I feel overwhelmed with work
of the "dry spells" I've endured
when paying jobs were few.
Remind me
when I am tempted to do less than my best
to make every word, sentence, paragraph, and page
a holy offering to you.
Remind me
when I feel like goofing off online
that I used to hope for the joy and honor
of being a writer.
Remind me
when the bank account dwindles and the budget tightens,
that you are my provider,
not publishers, contracts, and royalties,
in Jesus' name, amen.
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