When I started college I wanted to be a writer, however after one semester of English I decided this was a dream I could not achieve. Personal computers were not around, so I used a manual typewriter without a convenient spell check program. I quickly realized that I had a gift for telling stories, but I didn’t have a gift for writing them. I hated dangling participles, adjectives, and sentence structure. I did not like the fact that my story telling had to stop while I struggled over a sentence. I just wanted to tell the story.
Since I determined writing was out of the question, I thought I would consider acting. It seemed like a good alternative because it would allow me to act the story out. However, I abandoned that idea as quickly as it came because I knew I didn’t have the looks or the thick skin for the rejection. Therefore, after serious contemplation, I abandoned my love of storytelling and got busy with my corporate career.
Many years later, I walked into my favorite restaurant and headed to my usual table. I was taking my bible out of my backpack when a young man I did not know walked up to me and asked me if I attended his church. Apparently, he thought he recognized me. I told him, no, and we both walked back to the counter. After I placed my order, I stepped out of the way so he could place his. While we both waited for our food, he said that while I was ordering the Lord showed him a picture of me birthing a lot of books. I thought that was interesting and told him that I was a teacher so what he said made sense. I also told him that when I was young, I wanted to be a writer. He told me that the Lord said that if I took action on writing that He would bless it. I thanked him for the Word and returned to my table.
Unfortunately, I did not take action right away. I had abandoned the idea of writing a long time ago. It was beyond my grasp that anyone would want to read anything that I had to say. However, over the years, I kept feeling like the Lord was telling me to write. I could not shake the feeling that this was something I needed to do, yet at the same time I kept thinking, write what?
Then one-day last year I turned on my tablet and an article popped up on the screen about writing a blog to further your ministry. As soon as I read it I felt the anointing, and I immediately knew this is what the Lord wanted me to do. I did not know anything about writing a blog, and I had no idea how to approach it. Determined to move forward I asked the Lord for guidance and what you are reading is a result of his leading.
I often wonder what would have happened if I had followed the Lord’s leading in my heart years ago? I also thought about how the Lord never gave up on nudging me to write. Last week as I was cleaning one of my cabinets in my office, I found several old journals I had written over the years. I picked up a few and began thumbing through them. Then suddenly I was hit in the head again. Back in 2008 I saw an entry that I made that said I was to write a blog. That was eight years ago. Praise God he did not give up on me.