I hope everyone had a blessed Christmas. With everything else that’s going on in the world, it is good to reflect and celebrate that the world’s “Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, and Prince of Peace” has come.
We spent Christmas day with our sons, telling stories, offering opinions, sharing a meal, playing games, and watching Marty’s Steelers look terrible.
When it came time for gift giving, I got lucky. Originally, I had for Myra some silly pajamas, a t-shirt with a Pug on it, and some blue-filtering glasses for when she’s on her tablet in bed. Then I realized: I had fun and practical, but I didn’t have pretty. A quick stop at our local jewelry store saved the day.
As for myself, I received a few “author” kinds of gifts, including a pair of books on writing and this t-shirt: “I am a writer. Anything you say or do may be used in a story.”
Of course, this would also be true for anyone close to a preacher, but especially for my current book. I would estimate I am two-thirds finished with the first draft. Of course, it is difficult to find time during December. Even the week between Christmas and New Year’s has its commitments, so I’m estimating the end of February before it’s ready for my editors.
So be careful out there when you are near a writer or a preacher: you may end up in a book or a sermon.