I've shied away from this type of exposure. Mainly, I'm busy writing for a weekly newspaper that asks me to spread 35 hours of work over seven days and use it to create thousands of words of copy. I attend meetings that run long and have difficulty telling my loyal readers no when they ask me to cover their event on a Saturday evening, long after my hours have expired.
I have the privilege of writing a weekly column where I can wax poetic about whatever I want. I write feature stories that allow me to draw pictures of local characters in our town. I felt sure my writing life was sated.
But I kept hearing God tell me to do this. I didn't want to add another portion to my plate but the door seemed wide open, so I'm walking through it.
I feel changes brewing. I'm not sure what they are or what they mean. But I hope by sharing my journey I can help put into words what someone else is feeling.
At 19 years old sitting in a dorm room at Gardner-Webb College, here is the verse that settled my dilemma of "What are you going to be when you grow up?"
I Corinthians 2: 11-13
For who among men knows the thoughts of a man except the spirit of the man which is in him? Even so the thoughts of God no one knows except the Spirit of God. Now, we have received, not the spirit of the world, but the Spirit who is from God, so that we may know the things freely given to us by God, which things we also speak, not in words taught by human wisdom, but in those taught by the Spirit, combining spiritual thoughts with spiritual words.
I don't know exactly what this blog will become, but He does. Pray that I listen for all He has to say.
Life's a journey. Pay attention.