I have a love/hate relationship with writing this blog.
Sometimes it's all I can think about ... like taking a breath, it's what comes out of me. There's a bit of therapy in hammering out the thoughts in my head - of putting the pencil to the paper - by which, of course, I mean hitting little black keys. When faced with the blaring white screen of the computer, I am forced to find words to express my heart, and in doing that, God teaches, heals and renews me.
So often when I hear from God, I know it's not just for me. It's for US - God's Word is meant to be lived out corporately. To see His Word come alive - to see the way it moves, transforms, redeems ... that's for all of us! That's why I open blank pages and stumble to translate His Word in a way that makes sense to you (and to me.)
But I have to be honest, this writing also exposes me. It stripes me down and leaves me lying there, vulnerable. How can I write about my life without revealing the real me? Without letting you see the real mess? I try not to care about how you'll receive it, or if you'll even read it, but the truth of the matter is I do. And I hate that I do.
There are so many other blogs you can read - so many that are more thought provoking and oh, so beautifully written. Filled with doubt and unbelief, I want to tell you to just read those blogs, find God there. Fear tells me to quit - to let the real writers do the writing.
But I can't.
Today's challenge: Do the thing that God has called you to do - even when you are filled with doubt and fear. All for the glory of God!