On Fear & Love & Bread & Wine
I know I’ve told you all this before, but just to review, this is how it is when your book is about to be released: all of a sudden, the day after Easter, let’s say, you’re getting your hair done, with a venti latte in one hand and your phone in the other. You’re balancing your laptop on your knees because you’re so behind on work that you’ve broken down and brought your computer to the salon with you, which is crazy. Your head is half-covered with foils, and while you’re typing away and chatting with your stylist, you get a message on Twitter (thanks Amy!) that your book is shipping from Barnes and Noble. And there it is, just like that: your book is out.
For those of you who pre-ordered on Amazon, it could be any day, and my guess is Saturday at the latest—I’m basing this on the fact that a book I’ve been looking forward to SO MUCH—Glennon Melton’s Carry On, Warriors (Get it! Get it!)—is technically released tomorrow, and I got my shipping notification for it on Saturday. But really, I don’t know. And I have no idea when it will be in stores—let me know, maybe, if you see it?
If you’re local, there are a few fun things coming up. This weekend, April 6 & 7, I’m speaking at our church about forgiveness and letting go of resentment. You know, of course, how I feel about my church. I adore our church community, and especially after a really moving holiday weekend, I’m so honored and thankful for the opportunity to teach this weekend.
As you may imagine, though, I do get ever-so-slightly nervous, and if you’re the praying kind, I’d love your prayers, that I would be present and courageous, and possibly even wise and helpful—I know it’s a lot to ask. And also that I won’t fall down or swear, which are the two things I’m always afraid I might do while speaking publicly.
And then next Wednesday, at Willow’s Midweek gathering, Heather Larson, Rebekah Lyons and I will be having a conversation in the atrium, right after worship, about writing, story-telling, mothering, faith, failure and courage, among other things. Rebekah’s lovely book Freefall to Fly is coming out this month, too, and we’re excited to talk together and take lots of questions from the community—we’d love to see you there.
And then save the date, local pals, for a Bread & Wine release party at the brand new Lululemon Athletica at Deer Park Town Center on April 25th. So fun, right? Later this week I’ll post all the details, and on that post you’ll have a chance to rsvp—spots are limited and the gift bags are GREAT, so keep an eye out for that.
Because we’re friends, it feels only right that I tell you I’m feeling pretty tender and vulnerable these days. I’m so grateful and so excited, and I really love sharing the stories and recipes in this book…and at the same time, it’s a scary thing to hand over a couple hundred pages that you’ve worked so hard on, knowing that part of the deal is that they will be commented on, dismissed, disagreed with, misunderstood.
But this is the thing: at church yesterday, at the very end of the service, my dad (who is our pastor) asked us to consider what we need to surrender. This is what I wrote:
I surrender my fear, and instead I choose peace.
I surrender my desire to control, and instead I choose love.
I surrender my desire to take and grab, and instead I choose giving.
Please do feel free to remind me about this several hundred times a day this month. We’ll remind each other, ok?
Love, love, love, S