on the power of showing up
note: I wrote this post in April of 2019 (pre-COVID). It's been sitting in my drafts for quite a while, but I think it's time for it to see the light of day. It's been helpful for me to reread over the past few months, especially as I continue to try to make an effort to write, and I hope it can be helpful to you, too. i got an invite to a writers' group a few months ago, and i had never felt like more of a fraud in my life. it had been months, if not years, since i'd felt like a writer. the proverbial well of words in my heart had dried up, it seemed, and i wasn't sure if it was ever coming back. i agreed to go out of a sense of helplessness—i'd identified as a writer ever since i could remember. if i'm not a writer, who am i? i told myself that it was important to show up and act like a writer even when i didn't feel like one, because even though i hadn't been writing, i reassured myself, i still was a writer. but sometimes the words f
One thing about being a Christian, dear Kylie, is that we never stop growing in Christ. We are always learning new things, always rejoicing because of 'the hope that is within us'. Life is a book, God is the Great Author, and we are the characters. We can chose to rebel, or we can chose to accept what our Author has for us. I loved this post, Skylee, because I have been feeling like that a lot lately. What should I do? Where should I go? Then I look up and remember that my Lord is holding not just my pen as I feebly attempt to write for Him, but He's holding the pen that is writing my story. He is in control of my life. All I have to do is do what He asks...and trust.
ReplyDeleteSo maybe that made no sense at all. But it sure helped me to get it out, even if it confused you. ;-)
Love you, and I'm praying for you.
~Half-Pint