I’ve had some good writing days this week and am getting into the groove. In fact, yesterday I worked myself into a rather nasty backache by staying at the iMac a little longer than I should have. I think I’m going to give sitting on an exercise ball a try tomorrow.
Today is Valentine’s Day. An appropriate day to be working on a romance novella. Okay, the story is set in December, but still… It’s romance. I’m enjoying watching my hero and heroine coming to the realization of love. I like these two characters and I’m glad they’ve found each other.
Ah, romance. Viva la Valentine’s Day. And much, much happiness to all of those reading this blog who love someone and/or are loved by someone.
But today is more than a holiday known for hearts and flowers. It’s special to me because it is the day I found the best romance of all, a love that will never fail me from Someone who will never leave or forsake me. Thirty-one years ago this morning, I surrendered my heart to Jesus, my Lord and King. I didn’t know everything that meant. I only knew that He loved me so much He chose to die for me, and that I wanted to be with Him forever.
Thirty-one years. It seems like yesterday. It seems much, much longer. There are many things I would change about my life if I could go back and try again. But I would never change that heartfelt surrender on the morning of Valentine’s Day 1976.
Thank You, Jesus.