When Striving Turns Ugly

One day I decided to get serious about writing instead of it just being a hobby. I designed a new website and started penning a book.

Soon I was writing into all hours of the night. I felt invigorated. My husband commented on my pleasant demeanor (as one who scores high in the melancholy department, this newfound joy was a welcome change).

But soon, the work started to take over and I couldn’t seem to stop.

I used to criticize those who were workaholics—especially those in ministry. How coul...