People who know me well (or for more than 5 minutes) know that I am not afraid to speak. In fact, I love it. I love speech, communication, pitch, tone, voice. Give me a face-to-face, a telephone, a stage, a microphone and I’m good. But writing, writing feels heavy and hard and personal. I spend way too much time attempting, overthinking, typing, deleting, and re-typing. Add an unimaginably exciting new season of life as the primary focus?
Ahh! I have anxiety thinking about the impending increase in computer screen time involving me pouring out these parts of my heart.
But…
But maybe that is where I have the wrong perspective. I am typing sincerely, as God is revealing some stuff to me in this moment. I guess the primary topic, the focus of this blog is not really about me at all. The mission trip that I am physically and spiritually preparing for is not about me. It’s about Jesus. It is about the kingdom that He is building. It is about the hearts that He is winning, the lives He has saved, the Gospel of Christ! It is about the story that He is writing in our lives. It is my job to simply be faithful in recording and sharing the story He is writing in my life for His glory and our good.
Though I don’t think I am suddenly equipped to effortlessly convey messages that inspire and offer hope, it is my sincere desire that this blog is a blessing and constantly points to Christ. So, I will vulnerably wrestle with these words, for His name’s sake.
