New Year, and New Plans! (And Another Poem)

Now that things have calmed back down a bit, I am happy to have the time to return back to my keyboard, as it is imperative that I do so. Not only do I have the fourth book in my fantasy series to finish writing, but I also have several non-fiction projects in the works.

As you know, I am also working on releasing Dauntless, my poem book, in the next few months. And as promised, I will be starting my mini writing series here shortly, and I'm excited to take the time and delve into my book world, as well as share some writing tips with you all!

2018 is already shaping up to be a busy year, between my upcoming novel projects, deadlines, and entering my last year in college. I'm incredibly excited for what is to come, and even though I must admit I sometimes feel nervous regarding the uncertainty of my future, I know that God is in control, and I trust His plans. 

I will leave you all with my newest poem that I wrote, and hopefully I will now have enough poetry to fill a book. By now, considering how many I've written, I'd say I'm almost there! I'll be honest that when I started writing this one, I was feeling very discouraged, and frankly defeated. However, after spending some time in the Word and prayer, I felt my heart being encouraged. No matter what struggles you faced in years past, and any apprehension of the year ahead, don't forget who is guiding your steps, and never give up hope! Without further ado, I give you my new poem, called "Faith".

I must confess, I'm not doing so well,

'Cause I've fought so very long and hard,

But there's too much sweat in my eyes to tell,

If there's any light, even a single waning star. 

They told me to have faith, and I believed,

They said it'd be okay, and I nodded my head,

I walked into the battle, God, I felt so bereaved,

I did my very best! Am I left for dead?

It's tempting to bow my head and accept defeat,

In a war when my everything wasn't enough,

But in a time when faith and action meet,

It's in great battle that true heroes spill blood.

It's easy to feel like I've been abandoned,

When I don't hear Your voice in my ear,

Nonetheless I now I was commanded,

To march forth and fight, despite the fear.

I've been knocked down, too many times to count,

Now the blood is staining my battered hands,

Desperate and weak, I search for that precious font,

That will cleanse my wounds, and null the enemy's plans.

I will never concede to the deceiver's ill words,

He'd have to kill me before I'd ever shame Your name,

I might be limping and struggling to hold my sword,

But I won't let it go, no devil in hell can ever kill my flame.

Through brokenness, victory,

Despite defeat, redeeming grace,

By His power, I've been set free,

My God, I want to see Your face!

Please, reach down and rescue me,

Come and save me from my own mind,

Transform me to who you want me to be,

My will and heart with Yours, I want aligned.