Thursday, April 18, 2013
Doing the Misstep Dance Or Putting Plan B in Motion with Guest Blogger Diana Lesire Brandmeyer
I feel so REAL! I’m on SEEKERVILLE!!! Someone pinch me quick! Ouch, okay, so I am here gazing at all the wonderful people who follow this blog and now I’m nervous. Am I dressed right? Is there spinach woven between my teeth? Quick—call in the makeup person please!
Never mind—I’m not in charge! God is and He’s chosen this time together to be an invisible gathering with you. How great is HE? His Plan B for today doesn’t require me to look fabulous, so I can relax in my frumpiness.
Today’s exciting topic is about those missteps we take in our lives and how God has other plans hiding behind the “OH NO!”
We have a lot of mole holes in our yard and if you don’t pay attention, you will be doing the Misstep Dance. Your balance is tipped, stability can’t be found in the surrounding air, and your ankle is a twisted mess. For the next six weeks you get to live with that one moment of making a wrong choice and wondering how soon you can recover from the plunge into a mole hole.
The answer is about six weeks to life depending on how much trauma that ankle suffered.
I don’t know about you but my life has been made up of many missteps that have forced me to look at Plan B options. Like my character, Louisa Copeland, in Mind of Her Own, I took the choice expected of me—get married and have a family. I put all creativity to sleep or tried to.
Instead of writing or following my love of photography, I chose to make clothes for my son, paint every room in our home, and create roads on huge sheets of cardboard for my son to use with his small cars. I took a cake-decorating class—BIG mistake! Icing tastes so good! That led to working out in my living room!
All of this frustrated creativity came to a boil. After all, little boys do not care much about clothing or how much time it takes to make it. Nor did they care to sit for photos—the cake, however, they did like.
So while I don’t feel being married and a mom was a true misstep, I’ve used it to illustrate how we can be led off the path God intends for us. Let me be clear! I do think He intended to me to marry and have my sons, but He had even more planned for me. I didn’t realize it until I stepped in a ‘hole’ and had to pay attention to what hurt.
My “hole” didn’t grab my ankle; it grabbed my spirit and my brother. When my last brother (I had 3) died, I was pregnant with boy number 2, my husband had a brain tumor, and I couldn’t find happiness anywhere. I took a misstep down the dark self-pity road.
God used that misstep to restore a lost gift. I used to write short stories long before the thought of marriage and children became my life goal. Did you see those words? LIFE GOAL? I bet God laughed at a 21-year-old stating her life goal as if it were set in granite.
One afternoon I offered my friend a few gazillion ideas to help her with the devotions she was writing (I’m helpful like that—not sure she thought so, though!). She suggested I write devotions for children, so I did, and suddenly , things didn’t seem as dark as I followed another path set in my heart by God. Despite losing my husband a year later to cancer, I persevered and wrote—a lot! I grew stronger, smiled more, and looked at each day with joy.
I’ve come to look at missteps as “not right now” advice from God. Like Louisa in Mind of Her Own, it wasn’t her time to be a writer. She had to wait until she faced some tough issues in her life before she could travel the other path God set before her. For me and photography, the time is coming. I may never be a professional, but I can learn to look like it by using Lightroom and Photoshop Elements.
Now you might be thinking, so what? I’m not a writer or a photographer—my misstep was much bigger than things I couldn’t control in life. Well, you aren’t alone. Everyone reading this blog has chosen the wrong thing on purpose at some point in their life. It may be as small as choosing to dye your hair red when clearly your personality is blond. Guilty!
Perhaps it’s so huge it hugs the sides of your throat, keeping you from speaking of it to anyone. God knows about this misstep and He cares. He has something great waiting for you behind that big OH NO! Reach out to Him and let Him help.
So just for fun, what are some of the missteps you’ve taken in your life and what excitement happened because of it? *Caution all material can or may be used in a future book by all writers who read Seekerville posts.
Mind Of Her Own
Who knew making dinner could change your life? Louisa Copeland certainly didn’t. But when the George Foreman grill fell out of the pantry onto her head, resulting in a bump and a mighty case of amnesia, Louisa’s life takes a turn for the unexpected. Who was this Collin fellow, claiming she was his wife? And whose kids are those? Her name couldn’t be Louisa. Why, she was the renowned romance writer Jazz Sweet, not a Midwestern mom of three. Struggling to put the pieces together of the life she’s told she had, Louisa/Jazz may realize that some memories are better left alone.
Read first chapter: http://www.dianabrandmeyer.com/mind-of-her-own/
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Christian author, Diana Lesire Brandmeyer, writes historical and contemporary romances. Author of Mind of Her Own, A Bride's Dilemma in Friendship, Tennessee and We’re Not Blended-We’re Pureed, A Survivor’s Guide to Blended Families. Once widowed and now remarried she writes with humor and experience on the difficulty of joining two families be it fictional or real life.
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Today Seekerville will be giving away an e-copy of Mind of Her Own to one commenter. Winner announced in the Weekend Edition. (P.S. ask her about gluten-free.)