The reviewer chewed up, spit out, and branded my poor story with a frowny face.
My sweet Phillip gently asked, "Are you okay?"
I stuck out my lip, pretended to pout, and whined like a first grader, "I didn't get a sticker."
This morning, I asked, "Lord, what do You say about the new book?"
Father God replied, "Jill, thanks be to Me. I give the victory through My Son, Jesus Christ. Therefore, My daughter, be steadfast, immovable, always abounding in My work, know that your labor is not in vain in the Lord." (1 Corinthians 15:57-58)
Discouraging voices got you down, beloved? Talk with God. Let His voice silence the cacophony of naysayers.
Cordage of the cares of life twine
'Round about this heart of mine -
Creep into my thoughts at night,
Invade my soul and choke it tight.
But when the voice of God above -
The One I trust, the One I love,
Rings louder than the clanging bells,
Then I'm at peace, my soul is well.
(by me)