Keeping Momentum
At some point last night, something snapped. I had found my groove. I was able to spend 4 solid hours actually writing, editing, and revising my sermon. Editing was a difficult task, because it is a topic about which I could fill a small book with my thoughts, which I just might some day.
The point being, after so much agony and struggle, it felt wonderful to get everything down and done, without it being the final hour. I was actually able to relax today. It felt so wonderful, in fact, that I want to keep going. Keep writing. Finally get some hours in on my damn textbook. Redo some lesson plans for this semester. Revise that paper I wrote last year, and finally get it published. Write about pedagogy. Expand my views on Christianity and Marxism into a book.
I’ve caught the bug. God help my poor husband.
