What happens when you get me 10,000 feet in the air away from all the hustle and bustle of life? The urge to write hits me like a ton of bricks. The ideas start flowing, the words come and I can feel the excitement of my calling rising up in me again. I hear the words ringing in my ears — You have it in you so what are you waiting for?
At this moment, I feel closer to God than I have in a long while. I’m saddened by all the time I have wasted — doing other things when I should have been writing. Have you ever felt like that? God gives you this amazing and wonderful gift, He gives you the means to do it, and yet — you sit on it still.
Why? Why do we do that? I think I know the answer. At least for me I do. I feel so small in this great big world that God has created. I think to myself so many times, “Why God –why me? I’m a nobody?” Oh — but I’m not. I’m a somebody. I’m His somebody and He has great plans for my life if I just hop on this wild ride with Him
Fear rules my life so much. I’m always afraid of failing — of not bringing my best when it comes to writing, but you know what? God didn’t ask me to be perfect. He justs asks me to be available. He will be the one to perfect this writing. He will be the one who places me in just the right moment, with all the right people, at just the right time.
If you are at this place in your life where God has given you a gift and a calling to accomplish, what’s holding you back? Is it you? If so, stop standing in the way, being afraid of what’s to come.
As my friend said to me recently –if your mind can think of all the negative what ifs, why can’t we train our minds to think about the positive what ifs?
What if my book gets published?
What if I start a whole new site from the ground up?
What if God gives me the writing life I have wanted for so long?
That is what I am choosing to focus on today.
What about you?
Oh man, I am right. there. with. you.
Why is it so hard to believe that we are somebody to Him? I need it drilled into my head, repeated constantly, and a sign in front of my face at all times.
Hmm, maybe I’ll go write something now instead of reading a book.