I recently read a statistic that every second, 5.7 new posts are published on WordPress.com blogs That averages out to 342 posts per minute. 7.49 million annually.
That’s an intimidating number. After all, what are my few posts a week going to really result in? Just more blogosphere clutter? I surely hope not, but the reality crosses my mind. Especially when I press ‘publish’…then wait. Sometimes keep waiting, and waiting…
Waiting to get comments about the post. Typed ‘pats on the back’ in the form of comments on the blog. Comments on Facebook. Words of affirmation (my 2nd Love Language;) that my words are good, they touched someone’s heart, encouraged, blessed, inspired a reader.
But, recently, over the time I’ve taken a break from writing, I’ve realized something very important. God has given me a gift to write. He’s reminded me time and time again that He wants me to write. Not for me, but for Him. He’s gifted me with the ability to craft words to point others to Him, and I can’t squander that gift.
To not write, at least for now, feels like it would be disobedience.
But here’s the amazing part of the sweet, sweet way God loves me. He didn’t just command me to write, then leave me alone to flounder on my own. When I write, it is some of the most special, sacred time I have in a week. I often sit down to write with a idea of where my words will lead, and end up in a completely different place. And it’s always beautiful. Better than I could’ve imagined, planned, or hoped. Because as I write, my head clears, and God fills me with His words. His perspective. It sounds so ‘new age’ to say I experience a clarity of thoughts that is not only lacking in my daily life, but that is how it feels. And it is such a blessing to me. I feel like my thoughts are solidified as I type them. I’m sure that lack of clarity is due in large to part to the ADD that makes my brain a swirling mess of tangents and randomness, but how I enjoy the clarity that writing brings for me.
It is truly a gift from God.
It is my prayer that my words do inspire, encourage, and bless you, my reader. But most importantly I pray that my words point you to the God of Heaven and Earth. But really, that’s His part in all of this. Because after all, I’m just writing what He puts in this head of mine. But I won’t stop hoping, praying and believing that He will do a good work in me, and you. Because He loves both of us so very much. With an unconditional, eternal love. And that makes everything worth it.