This past
week I started teaching again. Sixteen students enrolled in Genesis Academy’s Oral
and Written Expressions course, a class designed to improve writing and
speaking skills. Next week, my lesson plans inform me that the topic of the day
is What Do I Write About? (Of course, I might begin by telling them that
traditionally we don’t end a sentence with a preposition, but that might be a
bit much for the first full-blown writing class).
This
question seems to be the age-old (insert whiney here, and pretend I didn’t say
it) excuse for not writing. Even those of us who blog, journal, write on
napkins in restaurants, and have words pressed between two covers of a book
whine and complain sometimes. Since the internet launch of my book my writing
and word well went dry. The bucket descended, but it came up empty. Only
a dark ring moistened the bottom rim where it plunked down in the well. I realized it was time to remind myself of
something I always tell my students: write what you know. I am not sure where I
first heard this adage, but this sage advice is often attributed to the salty Mr. Mark Twain.
For weeks
this question (I thought I was so far beyond it, not) poked at me. What
do I write about now? After exhausting all I have written in the last seven
years, how in the world do I begin again? Where, oh where do I start? For
weeks, my blog hung in the blogging world—empty and void of anything new.
Sick with
aches and pains and fever, I stayed home on the couch today listening to podcasts and
reading. I gravitated to Mark—the immediate Gospel. This time I read the
account in The Message, which lends a different feel and tone to a familiar
text. This familiarity reminded me of what I try to encourage my students to embrace.
Write what
you know.
In August of2007 I wrote the following:
All my
Christian life I have been taught to read the Scriptures and watch what the
other person is doing in an encounter with Jesus. I was encouraged to watch the
person and either behave like them or don't behave like them. I should observe
and note what they did in a situation with Jesus and either emulate them or
dismiss them. Seems simple, right? If I
am supposed to look like Jesus...act like Jesus...be like Jesus why in the
world am I watching everyone else? Why am I going to Scripture and noticing and
studying others before I look at Jesus? When I started reading the gospels
repeatedly, I discovered something. Watching Jesus changes your perspective.
Watching others causes you to attempt to change your behavior and your actions.
When you watch Jesus, your attitude and the condition of your heart is
revealed. Jesus calls you to change inwardly first, and the outward behavior
will be the fruit of that change. You cannot truly watch him and remain
unmoved.
I am
returning to what I know, returning to the familiarity and immediacy of Mark’s
account of the good news of Jesus. I am returning to watch him, and I would
love for you to join me. I invite you
just to sit down with me (I’ll try to keep the posts short) and with the first
installment of the series posting this Friday, September 4. We will watch Jesus
together. Invite
others to join us. Jesus enjoys the supper table full—the more the
merrier.
4 comments:
Hoping you feel better very soon. Looking forward to Friday. Hugs.
Hoping you feel better very soon. Looking forward to Friday. Hugs.
Well now, that IS something to look forward to.
Feel better, sweet Tamera.
Can't wait.
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