Just Pretending

Last month, God and I had a funny conversation. It went a lot like this:

GOD: Mary Rose, I love you!

Mary Rose: I love you, too, God!

G: I think we should start all of our conversations this way.

MR: Me, too!

G: Okay, Mary Rose. If you could do anything and be anyone with no risk of failure, what would you be?

MR: Oh, that's easy, God! You already know the answer!

G: Yes, I know the desires of your heart. But sometimes, it helps for you to say it out loud.

MR: Okay. I would be a writer.

G: Great! I love writers! I filled my book with them!

MR: And I love your book! You are my favorite writer, God!

G: You haven't been reading my book a lot lately, though.

MR: Yeah, I know.

G: No guilt! No condemnation! Just a little reminder.

MR: Point taken.

G: So, tell me, what would it look like?

MR: What would what look like?

G: Being a writer.

MR: Well, for starters, I'd have a really cute, sassy haircut.

G: Hmm. Well, okay. That would not have been my first thought, but then again, my ways are not your ways. Tell me more.


MR: A writer needs to try new things, meet new people, and have new experiences.

G: Great! I love my people! What else?


MR: Well, a writer would actually, uhm, you know...

G: I know all things. But do you know? Go ahead. Say it!

MR: A writer would write.

G: Ah! Epiphany! Now we're getting somewhere! Now tell me, do you think you could just pretend to be a writer?

MR: Pretend?

G: Yes. Just pretend. Get the sassy haircut. Try new things. Hang out at the library and the coffee shop. Read good books (a total self-promoting plug here, but I can do that because I am God and you are not!). Oh, and write. Just write. All the time, write. Print off the first fifty pages of that novel and rework it a little. Just pretend to be a writer.

MR: Well, okay, if you say so, God. But I have to say, this is one of your weirder plans for me.

G: I know. But remember, I know the plans I have for you.

MR: But what if I fail?

G: We're pretending, remember? Besides, I believe in you, even when you don't believe in yourself.

MR: Thank you, God. I just needed to hear it.

G: I know. Now stop looking at Pinterest and start writing.


Isn't God awesome? He believes in me! And He believes in you, too!

I made a card for Mom today, just to encourage her on her road to recovery.


It gave me a good excuse to use my new papers from Cosmo Cricket (Tea for Two), my new picket fence die and my new stamps (Papertrey Ink). And, I'll admit, it gave me an excuse to step away from writing for a few minutes.


I believe it's going to be a good weekend!