Ah, writer’s block.
If you have even the slightest draw to getting your thoughts down on paper (that’s new slang for the Interwebs because it is 2017 after all), you know the baffling frustration of thoughts barricaded behind the big wall of who-knows-what.
It’s like I want to share what’s on my heart with you guys, but I can’t string it all together in a way that makes sense. Perhaps I can’t narrow down what it is I want to share. I could go in a million directions, yet here I am: wordless.
Most people who know me know that I love to write. When I learned that keeping a blog was part of the World Race deal, I was elated.
Surely I will meet people who deserve to have their stories told, I will see things worthy of sharing, and I will go through an internal process that ought to be documented. This experience is a blogger’s dream. How on God’s green earth could I find myself with writer’s block amidst all of this inspiration just over the hill?
It happens to us all, I suppose.
Picture this: I’m trying to lay a finger on one of the many topics I could write about and the words of my team leader pop into my head. Julia wrote about how nothing is too small, petty or insignificant to pray over. God cares about it all. He can use anything.
Seconds later, I’m asking the Holy Spirit to give me words.
God, help. I really want to keep everyone in my life updated with the happenings of this exciting adventure, but it means nothing if you aren’t in the middle of it. Holy Spirit, please speak through me. I want people who read my words to know that every part of my life is for you, even the part where I’m stuck in writer’s block and I depend on you to guide me. This is not my blog, it’s yours. Have your way, Papa. Thank you for giving me the gift of communication. Use me to glorify your name. I love you. Amen.
It didn’t take long for me to receive the inspiration to spell out how God can use anything to bring us closer to him. He gives us the choice and the tools to draw near to him, but a small step is all it takes.
Imagine if I skipped out on that prayer tonight? There wouldn’t be a blog right now, but more importantly, I would have lost the opportunity to discover this not yet familiar manifestation of his love.
He can use anything.
It’s these “little” moments that give me confidence for the months to come. The Lord is faithful, and this is why I will trust.
With love,
McKenzie
