Hard work is it's own reward. . .

. . .that's a proverb that we've all heard and I believe there is a whole lot of truth in it.
It has certainly been true in my case over the past week or so.
I've been working on the second part of my first foray into theological postings. It's been hard work; reading and studying and thinking and praying are all hard enough, but writing! That's hard for me. And the difficulties goes up expotentially when the topic is one of a theological nature.
I posted the first part a week ago, thinking that it would force me to get busy and actually finish the work. I thought it would make it easier to commit to getting the writing done, but it hasn't. Not that I haven't been working steadily, mind you, but it just seems so far from ready.
I read others' postings and they just seem so effortless. I often wonder if they just sit down and start typing or if they ever agonize like I do. Today's post at Pyromaniac is a good example. From the reader's perspective, it seems as though the posts just roll out and simply appear for us. We don't see the study and the thought (or, in the case of Phil and others the years of education, ministry experience, and the wisdom of years of serving Christ). We see the final result and are awed by the apparent ease of it all.
I wonder if I'll ever really be satisfied enough with this current installment to actually publish it. Silly, isn't it? I've got just a handful of regular readers and very few people will ever read it. And yet, the hard work really has been it's own reward. To meditate upon Christ's obedience in His temptation and its implications for me (and for you) has been a type of reward--a blessing beyond measure.