A Gift

It seems only appropriate that my first post should give you a snapshot of who I am and why I have started this blog.

My love of writing is new. At least its new to me. I have always had a steady stream of dialogue running through my head. It just never occurred to me that I might enjoy putting those thoughts down on paper. (can we call this paper??)

Growing up I felt quite private about my personal thoughts and reflections, safely guarding my locked diary and writing in code about the boys I liked and the difficulties of life as an 8 year old.

As a women in my early twenties I would journal occasionally but even then had a hard time being fully honest in my writing for fear I would be exposed.

I guess in many ways I feared what people would think of me if they really knew me.

So how does someone who grows up with an intense fear of being exposed and vulnerable in her writing decide to write a blog for anyone and everyone to read?

Only God.

It was He who created me and He who put this love of writing in my bones. Through a few different areas He unveiled in me a passion for writing. He has uncovered things inside of me that I didn’t even know were laying there dormant. Like hidden, forgotten, unopened, Christmas gifts that have been sitting there collecting dust and were discovered, ripped open, and delighted in.

So here I am, launching my blog, feeling ok about being a beginner. It won’t be perfect and I have a lot to learn, but I know this is where I am going to start because now that the gift has been opened I can not put it back in the box. 

“His word is in my heart like a fire, a fire shut up in my bones. I am weary of holding it in; indeed, I cannot. “Jeremiah 20:9 NIV

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