So I got challenged. Several times. Since Saturday.
Saturday night, I went to a friend’s to celebrate her completion of classes. “Karen, you’re a really good writer,” she said. “I read what you write on Facebook and it’s more like a blog than a typical Facebook post.” uhhh…. ok? Ok, God. What’s going on here? You trying to tell me something?
Today, I mentioned this dream that I’ve had off and on for years of being a writer. I mean, it’s only right that someone who reads voraciously should write? When I mentioned this, the ladies in my group all said, essentially, “Do it!!” Immediately, do you know what I did? Make excuses. I made so many excuses. “I don’t know what to write. My train of thought is anything but coherent.” Their response, “Do it anyway.” Seriously. SERIOUSLY! So I don’t know what to write, and yet, i’ve been challenged to write by some of my tribe, my people. “Karen, I love the footnotes you bring to Bible studies. You add so much to it!” But how do I write things that i forget about because they only come up only in conversations. “Do it!”
And then, to add to the challenges, a friend posted on Instagram, basically, “Be brave! Do it anyway!” Three times usually means something, right? I mean… doesn’t it?
God, what the heck is happening?
I want you to write.
I still don’t know. So here I am, taking a leap of faith, hoping to write more. That may mean more blog posts, but who knows?
Until next time,