For over a year & some
I have jumped. Into the
opportunity to be a part
of something bigger than me–
the emotions of pure joy & panic have
volleyed for my heart. & there i would
myself reaching beyond my own ability to
I set out to do – launch another’s words
out into the world, with new friends
linking arms as we became a team, full
Today, I saw this prompt and became somewhat panicked. I quietly thought to myself that God is trying to tell me something. This poem is about the joy & and frustration (that I put on myself..) I’ve had in being apart of launch teams for author’s books. For the last year and some, I’ve had the privilege of helping them get their words out in the world and make some beautiful friends along the way.
I never even knew book launch teams was a real thing until my lovely friend, Trisha had signed up for one, told me about it and thought to myself, God, I want to do that! (I was a little afraid and whiny, as in I never thought He’d let me..) Clearly, He knows my heart because He keeps bringing opportunities. I’ve not understood this, only that there’s a joy & excitement each new one. And I always think, yayy! I get to read another book! But it slowly turns to me sharing my heart and making friends. And trying to figure out how I will summarize a book in a way that someone might be interested in.
Here’s where I try to explain the fear in my heart. Yesterday, my bestie for the restie (my phone corrected that to rescue 😂), put a thought into my head: what about a book launching specialist? And all these thoughts come flooding: what? Does that mean I have to gather a team and be a leader? I don’t know how to lead. And what do I just read an author’s book and come up with a plan and like those forms you fill out to get people to join? And God why does this make me so excited but my chest is all: panic!!
And in between saying all this to God, finding things for my resumé for Megan (because she is awesome and making things a little more professional for me since I have no idea what I’m doing.) and fixing a new page under Publications, of the books I’ve helped launched so far (Megan made this too. Seriously. She needs a cake pop for all this work.) this verse popped in my head:
Romans 8:32 Since he did not spare even his own Son but gave him up for us all, won’t he also give us everything else?
I read in a commentary that God gave Jesus freely. Without hesitation. Without money. Because He wanted to bless us.
And then I have to think, because this goes way over my head, like I can’t wrap my mind around it, He will give me everything I need to do this? I don’t have to push and try to do it in my own strength?
Oh, to rest in this.
I need serious prayers. I want to do this so much. I feel like God is confirming this since my mom told me I should try it in March.
He will call on me, and I will answer him;
I will be with him in trouble,
I will deliver him and honor him. Ps. 91:15