[my life, my blessings, my journey]

doing it afraid

That's what I'm doing this afternoon. Writing. Like, really writing. Serious stuff that's on my heart, placed their by a loving God who is begging me to write. To write for His glory.

So I'm doing it afraid.

Not afraid of God. Or writing, per se. Afraid of what people will think - or worse, what they will say, about my writing.

You see, when God created me I'm certain that He created a little pocket deep in my soul where He hid this desire to create, to encourage and to write. Yes, I was a Journalism major in college. Yes, I thought I was going to the next hot thing at some major marketing publication or PR firm (stop laughing). Somewhere along the way, I tucked this gift and the idea that I would write seriously on a high shelf, to be dusted off later once my children were all in school and I had more time to myself. And I can almost hear God laughing right now. His plan is for me to write right now. In the midst of ballet lessons, and Book-in-the-Bag reading, making breakfast and folding laundry. He's meeting me right where I am and asking me to write.

And I'm choosing be obedient and to believe for big things. "I tell you the truth, if you have faith as small as a mustard seed, you can say to this mountain, 'Move from here to there' and it will move. Nothing will be impossible for you." {Matthew 17:20-21}

There isn't a dream He has placed on my heart that is impossible. I'm believing this today.

And so I will write.

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