Grace in Daily Life

Polar Opposites

I was completely freaking out today before our Redeeming Church Conflicts manuscript came back from our editor with all sorts of substantive changes/suggestions and a (short!) November 3rd deadline. That’s when I REALLY started to freak out. I thought for sure I’d have to cancel going to the CCEF Conference this weekend because I’d need the time to work. And how could I possibly find even PAID babysitters to help me??

Totally. Freaking. Out.

And then there’s Cap’n Dave. Let me just paraphrase a portion of his (calm. cool. collected.) response to my I’M FREAKING OUT email:

“I have worked through the first 50 pages and have answered the editor’s questions/comments (some of which are very good), and I have the time to work through the rest of the manuscript in the next several days. So, don’t cancel anything or hire babysitting …

This effort is going to make the book even better! I have no doubts we will have the package back to Baker before the Nov. 3rd deadline.

… this task is fun for me and not all that challenging (although I did do some serious research on a couple of points already raised in the first 50 pages). What fun!

In the Lamb,
Dave”

Did you hear him? “What fun!” in response to doing some “serious research on a couple of points.”

 

Oh, man. We are SO at different seasons of our lives right now. Ella was literally just CLIMBING ON FRED’S SHOULDERS and that’s a low energy ebb for her.

How grateful I am for Dave’s steadiness and partnership on this project. Now if he’d just let me TAKE MY NAME OFF of the book entirely. I can’t seem to talk him into allowing that.

Anyway … it looks like the CCEF Conference on Psychiatric Disorders couldn’t have come at a better time for me since I appear to be losing it.

(Fred and my sister both encouraged me to give myself a BREAK because long, high fevers make even sane people think crazy thoughts. So just think what they do for the rest of us! 😉 )

Hope your Monday was a blessed one! At least everyone is still standing around here.

Trying to remember that I’m “in the Lamb” too—

Your friend,
Tara B.