Slipping off to adult summer camp for a week is one huge benefit of being a Christian. I came home yesterday from the Mt. Hermon Christian Writers Conference, brimming with the joy of the Lord and holding the business cards of three agents and four publishers who asked to see my book.
I had a large time.
Mt. Hermon is a 107 year-old Christian conference center, nestled among the Redwood trees, high in California’s Santa Cruz mountains. It’s a place bent on reminding weary adults how alive and organic Jesus was when we were kids. Just breathing under those giant centurions robed in red bark is a relief I didn’t know I needed, like stepping off a crowded street into a store playing Bach.
At Mt. Hermon, Jesus is taken seriously in the best way possible.
In between pitching our stories to agents and editors, we gathered to sing and pray, remembering that while we are all building writing careers, Jesus is the foundation.
At Mt Hermon it doesn’t sound weird when strangers stop you and say: “You know you’re glowing right? The spirit of the Lord is all over you.”
Nor is it strange when someone promises to pray for you, but then rethinks it, sets down her coffee and does it on the spot, praying a rangy, open-sky prayer that echoes something you were thinking five minutes before.
At Mt. Hermon creativity is treated like the gift it is. At each gathering, the person known to be the funniest delivers announcements while some marketing-department creative explodes with a little audience-participation stage art.
I’ve wandered through a lot of wilderness since I decided to follow Jesus, but at Mount Hermon, I finally found the meadow I was looking for. I was perfectly myself there and perfectly peaceful at the same time. This is no small thing.
The good news is: God is no respecter of persons, so you can do it too.
All the creative energy relegated to your daydreams is there for a reason. Use it. Or as key-note speaker McNair Wilson said:
“What if you really are as magnificent as God made you to be? If you don’t do you, you doesn’t get done and God’s creation is incomplete.”
Jesus is the foundation for everything I want to build, but that wasn’t always the case. I built many high-maintenance structures without him, but they were shifty and eventually crumbled. What I’m doing now satisfies me in ways I can’t explain without crediting Jesus. He is the reason I write.
So, what are you born to do? What daydreams are trapped by your cubicle? Need some practical tools for freeing them? Mt. Hermon gave me a bunch, I’ll share next week.
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Thank you for your post, Erin. You are a gifted writer–your personal voice rings through in your writing, as does your heart for God. I got teary-eyed at the end of your piece because you captured what I felt at the Mt. Hermon Writers Conference, too! What a pleasure to share that 15-minute escape in the redwoods with you. The photo you took of our trek really captures the beauty of that place. Congrats on the agents and publishers asking for your manuscript. I pray Jesus will disseminate your writing into the world as He sees fit. Love you, dear sister-in-Christ.
Thanks Gabi! Don’t you love that pic? I think it’s even better with you in it, gives a little scale for the trees. I too pray that Jesus will disseminate this work as well, that will work better than if I’m behind it. 😉 Love to you.
Oh my gosh! I sent you a private message right before I read your Blog. This is very cool Erin — praise God!
still a long way to go, but an exciting development to say the least.
Love this….my best friend was at that conference and feels the same as you and I am loving the reports she brought back!!! You paint the picture very well and now I am thinking about going next year!!
Dixie, you should absolutely go. So many good things happen there. Hope to see you next year.
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