When Rejection Refines

by Christina Hubbard

I’ve been let go.

I’ve been critiqued.

I’ve been rewritten.

I’ve been unfriended.

I’ve been erased.

I’ve been rejected.

So have you.

But we will not stay down.


We gird strength upon strength,

Knowing upon knowing,

Failure upon failure.

We are gold,

Dug up,

Dusted off,



Becoming like the ultimate Maker:

How brilliant we shine!


Love from a Fellow Creative

As creatives we face rejection. Sigh. If only it weren’t so. Honestly, rejection doesn’t feel good. Not at all. It feels like the end. But it isn’t. Rejection isn’t the end, it’s just a chance to try again.

Susie Finkbeiner, writer & musician.

We all know how silver seams the rocks, we’ve seen the stuff from which gold is refined, We’re aware of how iron is dug out of the ground and copper is smelted from rock. Miners penetrate the earth’s darkness, searching the roots of the mountains for ore, digging away in the suffocating darkness. Far from civilization, far from the traffic, they cut a shaft, and are lowered into it by ropes. Earth’s surface is a field for grain, but its depths are a forge Firing sapphires from stones and chiseling gold from rocks.  Isaiah 28:1-6 MSG

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October 30, 2017