I had this vivid dream which inspired me to write a devotion and as I was writing the devotion I thought that it sounded just the ticket. It was one that flowed from the heart. But publisher’s requirements meant that it was rejected at stage one of the process. Since it was from the heart, I should never darken the publisher’s halls again and say “stuff it”. But in the end, I will try and tailor a devotion towards that specific publisher. It worked before, it can work again. But perhaps not so much from the heart, or at least the heart-part is simmering underneath, rather than all over the devotion, to suit the publisher’s requirements of course. One gets over it quickly, though.