God’s a funny guy.
I always considered myself an
editor, not a writer. And, unchurched from the age of sixteen, I considered
myself spiritual but not religious. I believed in Christ. I believed nearly all
the things I had learned in catechism. But that part about Him loving me… not
so much.
Wonderful editing jobs kept
coming my way, including five years as the editor of Writer’s Digest magazine. While there, I put a Christian
author—Allison Bottke—on the cover for the first time in the magazine’s history.
I put together the WD’s first special issue on inspirational writing. After
all, the Left Behind series was selling like crazy. I’d heard Marianne
Williamson at the Maui Writers’ Conference, and was puzzled by how offput and
uncomfortable her message of God’s love made many of the attendees and other
presenters. I spoke at Christian writers’ conferences on basic craft and
marketing topics. At one of those conferences, I acquired more articles for the
magazine than at any other conference I’d ever attended. But it never occurred
to me God was knocking on my soul. I figured it all just made good business
sense.
I lost that job, and ended up
speaking a couple years later at another Christian writers’ conference because
a friend told the director she had to
ask me. And there, on my forty-ninth birthday, I asked someone to pray over me
for the first time. I returned to full communion with the Catholic Church six
months later, and began to believe in and work on a daily basis the two
greatest commandments. The following year, I started writing for a Catholic
blog; a few years later, I began writing for a large Catholic devotional
publication, and co-authored a book on how parishes can set up programs for
returning Catholics.
This year, my first solo bookcame out. It’s a 366-day devotional about female saints. In promotional
material, the publisher referred to me as “a freelance religion writer.” It
stopped me dead in my tracks. Then I realized, that is exactly what I am. It
has nothing to do with business sense. It’s what I’m called to do—and I love it.
As I said, God’s a funny guy.
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