Again from 24 hours, remember the riding instructor who wanted to freelance write? I wanted to tell her how to write a query letter, but then I decided it would take far too long standing there in the cold between lessons. Instead, I wrote her a query letter, marked off all the parts of it so she’d know why I put the stuff in that I did, and handed it off. She loved the idea of a query letter, and she was so excited by the idea of getting things into print. I hope this works for her!
Remember my vines? One commenter wrote asking me to send her the good vines, the ones with millions of orange-red berries on them. I laughed about that with a friend, who looked serious and said, “All kidding aside, my mom would love them too!”
Thereafter, I ventured back out into the woods and hacked down more of them, making two boxes of what I consider burnable material and which I directly compared to sin. And yet, these people are going to take my trash and turn into something lovely!
If you can find a more apt illustration of God bringing good out of evil, I’ll post it. Here are these things that were bringing death to my trees, and now they’ll bring beauty and joy to others. Take that, vines!
Remember the scarf I can’t knit for me? Well, now I really can’t. I’d resumed working on the scarf that genuinely is for charity, switching off between that and the one for me. When, for reasons no one knows, one knitting needle disappeared off the for-me scarf.
All of which makes me begin to wonder: is there something good about knitting for me? Might there be some reason the enemy wants it stopped? Or is a scarf just a scarf? Or maybe God just wants that scarf-for-charity finished sooner.
And finally, I’m thinking of putting up a creeeeeepy story for tomorrow, since it’s Halloween. I just have to decide how creepy we want to get…