On becoming a writer
What do you want to be when you grow up?
I assumed the obvious… teacher, wife, mother, friend, church-goer, etc…
I didn’t know my story would include descriptives like depressed, suicidal, angry, lonely, etc…
Blessed am I that my journey included pain. Without pain there is no growth. There is no digging deep or root development.
You’re blessed when you’re at the end of your rope. With less of you there is more of God and his rule.
You’re blessed when you feel you’ve lost what is most dear to you. Only then can you be embraced by the One most dear to you.
You’re blessed when you’re content with just who you are—no more, no less. That’s the moment you find yourselves proud owners of everything that can’t be bought.
You’re blessed when you get your inside world—your mind and heart—put right. Then you can see God in the outside world. (Matt 5:3-5,8, The Message)
For me, writing has become a part of my healing. Which is why I came back to blogging when life changed so drastically this May. Writing is a place of reflection, of turning inward and then pouring out the results.
Writing also is an avenue to hear God’s voice. Not as a rule. But sometimes He visits me in-between the lines. I’ll be reflecting on a thought and then the pen will continue to write with new and beautiful words that I know didn’t come from my mind! I try to write as fast as I can to keep up with Him so that I don’t miss a single sentence!
Because writing is a process of healing, a place of reflection, I crave space to create. In my current situation there are very few quiet moments within a given day. I’m missing my writing time. But I know soon enough I’ll have my own space, my own quiet place… and the pen will be ready!
How did you come to writing? What is writing to you?
Posted on July 16, 2012, in blogging, transition and tagged beatitudes, pain, roots, what do you want to be when you grow up?, writer, writing. Bookmark the permalink. 4 Comments.
I can’t begin to tel you how this posting touched me. I, too, had gotten away from writing on my blog due to some very tough circumstances in my life. But I realized that part of my healing is my expression of words on the paper. These words today inspired me and give me to courage to go back to my writing life. Blessings, JerryLyn
Amen JerryLyn! I’m so glad God was able to use this blog to bless you. And isn’t that what part of our journey is all about? Living in community? I love the beginning of 2 Corinthians when Paul writes “Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of compassion and the God of all comfort, who comforts us in all our troubles, so that we can comfort those in any trouble with the comfort we ourselves receive from God.” Sending ((hugs)))!
I agree with every word. I journaled all through college and only began to blog in March of this year. I began our blog as a way to keep our ministry prayer partners informed of our ministry progree, but it quickly began to be the place that I confessed and processed all of these life changes. The Lord does speak to me between the lines as well. Thank you for sharing!
Writing is a gift to me. I used to take it for granted; it came so naturally. Now it’s very difficult. I have little time or energy for the pen in this season. I have to be deliberate with the writing practice; it’s far too easy to let it go. I’ll be homeschooling this year, so the challenge will be even greater. I’ve often found that my times walking provide me the open space to think and breathe in new thoughts. When I don’t have my alone time, I don’t have the fuel I need to write words.
I’m glad to know that, with your writing, comes a measure of healing. I’ve found this to be true in my own life. Praying you and your family have a beautiful Sabbath rest this weekend. Take good care of yourself, Shane.
peace~elaine