Here’s how the game was played: A panel of four “celebrity” judges would attempt to guess the correct contestant with an unusual occupation or experience. Two other people would pretend to be that person and were allowed to lie to the celebrities’ questions. The “real” person had to answer the questions truthfully.
This morning I awakened at 4:30 a.m. and lay in bed contemplating truth. Yes, I know . . . weird. As a writer this is not an unusual occurrence. Anyone know what I’m talking about?
We’re in the Grand Rapids, Michigan, area this weekend checking on the house we had to leave more than two years ago when I was laid off from my job and we moved to Nashville for my position at Abingdon Press. The house still hasn’t sold.
We’re staying in a Comfort Inn on 28th Street near the airport and they begin breakfast service at 4:30 for those people catching early flights. I dressed quietly so as not to wake Mike or Riley, our Chihuahua (some watchdog he is), and took the elevator to the breakfast room. There’s nothing like the smell of coffee in the morning.
These may seem like disjointed thoughts, but as the prosecutor tells the jury on Law and Order, I will show that all these facts prove my contention that the witness is telling the truth about her occupation and experience. Join me in the courtroom.
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Prosecutor: Isn’t it true that in your capacity as an acquisitions editor that you’ve been traveling around the country since mid-August?
Me: Yes, that’s true.
Prosecutor: And isn’t it also true that you’ve helped other writers understand their craft and clarify their mission in life?
Me: Yes, Sir.
Prosecutor: Could you tell the court how this lifestyle has affected you?
Me: Do I have to?
Prosecutor: You are sworn to tell the truth. Judge, please instruct the witness to answer the question.
Judge: Please answer the question.
Me: (Sigh) I’m tired.
Prosecutor: Would you please elaborate for members of the jury?
Me: I fall asleep when I’m driving sometimes, and I ache all over from sitting in a seat for hours at a time.
Prosecutor: Isn’t it true that your fibromyalgia flares up and you have periods of anxiety and depression from the stress?
Me: Do I really have to get into that?
Prosecutor: Might I remind the witness that you have sworn to tell the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth.
Me: Yes, that’s true.
Prosecutor: What’s true?
Me: The part about my physical and mental condition.
Prosecutor: Ah! So you admit it’s true?
Me: Yes! I said it’s true.
Prosecutor: Let’s move on to your spiritual condition. Have you spent time in prayer? Do you regularly read your Bible?
Me: Mike and I have taken a “prayer walk” almost every day for this last month. I recall Scripture, but I’ve neglected my Bible reading. I mean I read my Bible, but usually before I close my eyes at night. Usually a Psalm.
Prosecutor: I see. A “prayer walk.” What does that mean?
Me: We pray while we walk. We praise God for His glorious creation. We pray for our nation and those in authority over us. We pray for friends and family and our world. We pray for the Abingdon authors and . . .
Prosecutor: I think the court understands. Do you pray for your occupation?
Me: Yes . . . a lot.
Prosecutor: And what have you deduced from your prayers.
Me: That the Lord is calling me to leave Abingdon Press as of December 15.
Prosecutor: What does He expect you to do if you sever your connection with Abingdon?
Me: Good question. To rest, to write, to edit, to pray. And . . . something else is coming . . . something good. I just don’t know what it is yet.
Prosecutor: To continue to travel?
Me: Not so much.
Prosecutor: I have no further questions, your Honor. It's up to the jury to decide whether this witness is telling the truth.
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Now pretend you are the jury, dear readers. After hearing the evidence I intend to step out in faith. Will you as well be true to what God is calling you to do? Will you follow Him in faith? That may mean taking a job, or volunteering, or continuing to spend your time writing.
For the next 30 days I ask you to pray with me for the Christian book industry, for our roles in it, and whether the Lord might be calling some of us to sow, others to water, and still others to reap the harvest. What is He calling you and me to do? Will you join me in prayer?
Blessings on your day!