Recently, I came across a guest blog at a popular website about Christian fiction. The author (who shall remain nameless) was talking about how she wrote her stories and mentioned that she’d written over one hundred books.
Wow. That’s quite an achievement. I’m sure many of us would love to be in her shoes.
Cold, Empty Feeling
The post was informative and inspiring. But when I reached the final period, an emptiness echoed deep in my soul, reminding me of an audio interview I had listened to last spring. Another successful Christian author answered questions about his vast career and publishing fame. The conclusion of that interview had left me with the same cold, empty feeling.
Now, let me pause and say this: I want to be very careful that readers don’t write me off as being harsh and judgmental. I don’t know the hearts of these authors, and I’m sure both, if invited, would thank God for what He has done in their lives. But the sad truth is, someone very big and important was missing from both presentations.
God was missing.
Not once did either author acknowledge God or His empowerment in achieving such amazing publishing success. What a tragedy! Especially when we remember Acts 12:23.
A Sure Cure
Be assured that I’m leveling no more criticism at these authors than I’m leveling at myself. As I’ve studied Scripture and come to a better understanding of my role as, first, a child of God and, second, as an author, I’ve discovered the sure cure to writer’s ego (which all authors struggle with to some degree). What is that cure?
Giving God the glory.
Think about it. Who are we without Him? We’re nobodies on a fast track to a place of eternal fire. But Jesus, if we’ve trusted in Him, changed all that and put us on the road to new life.
Bottom line? We cannot take credit for anything. Any success we attain in this life comes because God enabled us to achieve it. We are nothing in ourselves. Zilch.
“But I worked long and hard on that novel,” someone may argue. I’m sure you did. But consider this: who gave you the creativity, the command of the English language, and the drive to write that novel?
Who gave you strength in your fingers to type all those words?
The cleverness to weave those plot threads and tie up all those loose ends?
The insight into human character to populate your story with interesting people?
The determination to sacrifice precious time to write?
The perseverance to endure to the last period?
The resilience to keep going when rejection loomed at every corner?
Preaching at Myself
That’s why every Christian writer—or really any Christian, regardless of career—should pummel ego whenever he raises his ugly, satanic head. The world teaches us to glorify self, but may Olympic gold medalist Gabby Douglas be an inspiration to us—we must give all glory to God (1 Cor. 10:31).
I know this is a hard message. Be assured that I’m preaching at myself too. I’m very much aware of how my fallen nature longs for self-worship. And at every turn, this American Idol-obsessed culture cheers us on to do just that. To pat ourselves on the back. To exalt self. To steal the glory that belongs to someone else.
But we need to buck the system. Of all people, we Christians need to counter the culture and point the glory in the right direction.
Whenever I’m tempted to take credit for what only God could do through me, I must remind myself of three simple words.
What about you? Are you tempted to take credit for your hard work? How do you keep pride at bay?
Verses for Reflection: Deuteronomy 32:3; Joshua 7:19; Judges 5:9; 2 Samuel 22:47; 2 Samuel 22:50; Nehemiah 9:5; Psalm 69:34; Psalm 96:8; Psalm 103:1; Psalm 107:8; Psalm 113:3; Psalm 115:1; Psalm 117:1; Psalm 135:1; Psalm 135:20; Psalm 145:1; Psalm 146:2; Psalm 150:6; Isaiah 12:4; Isaiah 25:1; John 12:28; Philippians 4:20; Revelation 19:7
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