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Preach, sister. xoxo!

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Beautiful work as always. How do you think the experience you describe above shapes / informs your calling as a writer?

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Ooooo, that is a great question. Apt, actually, because last week someone asked who I felt I was called to write for. I find this might beg a fairly obvious answer (I serve others by writing!), but I really don't think about it exactly in that kind of instrumental, utilitarian way. I think 2 Cor. 8:5 was illuminating for me recently: the Corinthians give themselves first to the Lord, then to others. That is probably how I view it more, rather than I'm "serving up what others need to hear and read." I would also say I think that servanthood, as a kind of frame, allows me to not demand commendation or credit for my writing. Let the publishing chips fall where they may, I guess! This doesn't exactly solve all the angst, though, if I'm being honest!

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That is such a helpful perspective, Jen. As always, so very grateful for your willingness to share form your own life “in real time” ♥️;) so to speak.

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Beautiful reflection Jen! I share your sentiments regarding guests, Thanksgiving, serving my mother and especially recovery time as I age. Ministry looks different in these later years, realizing that setting a table for others, inviting conversation, providing community whether it’s just one or many is the best way I can serve Jesus. The days of activity with church, other ministries are waning as I age. In fact, your ROL workshop helped me distill the matters that matter most. I’m so grateful for your writing! Peace to you.

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Really grateful that the workshop was helpful in the discernment process!

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Beautiful encouragement thank you.

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Thank you for reading!

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Oh my goodness, so beautifully written and so deeply true.

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You've also written so beautifully on these themes! I think we might be kindred kitchen spirits!

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Thank you, Jen. Yes, we are definitely kindreds!

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That Robert Hayden poem hangs in my bathroom. And I often recite that final line, “What did I know, what did I know, of love’s austere and lonely offices.” Thank you for this lovely reminder.

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How lovely! It's really a phrase that rings with severe truth.

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Loved this Jen! I too have been reading Guite’s Waiting on The Word such a beautiful way to move through and in this season.

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Love that you're enjoying it, too!

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Only as I have entered the latter 60s did I realize how much my mom has given preparing and serving and cleaning up after Easter, Thanksgiving and Christmas dinners and a myriad holiday picnics and assorted other meals for our family. I fix and serve a simple dinner for 7 and am wearied by the task. I’m struggling a bit with the realities of aging but your writing has shown me how I can grow in my thankfulness to God as I see what I didn’t see before in His goodness and the depth to which it goes. Thank you!

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I'm glad this was helpful in some way, Glenn! God bless you in your kitchen work!

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