Two Years of Writing

I am a writer.
I think I can say that now.
I have always been an artist and I have always been a reader, but writing?  Writing I have only toyed with.  Until now.
Two years.
Two years of steady writing.
Two years of writing several times a week, sharing a new essay or poem every single week.
I have worked hard and have come a long way in the practice of my craft.  I still have a long way to go.
I began this blog as a result of a stirring of the Holy Spirit.   I felt that God was asking me to write and to share what I wrote.  I don’t yet feel released from that request, so I will continue to share what I write.
Besides, it’s kind of fun.
I love words and I love visual art, and I love crafting the two together to form my own kind of art.  I also love studying and learning.
So I will continue to write for myself.
I love when what I write connects with someone else.  I love when I hear that I have touched someone or helped someone with the words that I have put down.  We are made in the image of a relational God.
So I will continue to write for others.
I love that this studying and writing process has helped me grow closer to my God.  I love how much I have learned about Him and how my learning makes me fall more in love with Him.
So I will continue to write for God.
I still have much fear in my heart.  I am afraid that my writing is not very beautiful.  I am afraid that people will not like it or, perhaps still worse, will not even read it.  I am afraid that I will get something wrong and God will be disappointed.  I am afraid that I will reveal my heart and people will turn away.
This kind of fear is not from God.
I still have big dreams.  I have dreams of publishing articles.  I have a book written that I don’t know what to do with.  Yet my time is mostly taken with these little ones that have been entrusted to me and there is little time left after my writing to pursue publishing.  So perhaps this is a season of practice, of preparation.
Chances are that God has something in mind for me.  Chances are that it is not what I expect.
This is where I am after two years.  Still writing.  Still hoping that my writing will help others.  Still pursuing God through my writing.
I will end this second year as I began:
Whatever the reason for my writing, here I am in this space.  I will continue to obey, even though it is hard and often causes my heart to feel fear.  I will write.  God will listen.  I pray He will continue to be pleased.
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Comments

  1. oh yes, I relate to all of this! Keep writing, sister!!!
    we can’t help it, can we!?

    on writing and fear….
    http://www.weakandloved.com/2012/06/writing-fear-part-3-my-garden-grows.html

  2. He is pleased indeed! I can so relate to all that you said, Elizabeth. Can’t wait to see how God wants to use your words!!!

  3. I have been so encouraged by your writing Elizabeth!! And I love your beautiful photos too. Thank you for sharing your thoughts and creativity with us. A book!!! That’s awesome!!!I look forward to reading it one day! Until then, keep on blogging! Yes, right now you’re in the Mommy season, and your keyboard is probably sticky from your babies… but keep posting every week! Your daily experiences help other moms like me know we are not alone. Your posts have made me laugh, deepened my faith and brought me to tears many times! I’m so thankful for you!! Love you!! Carmen

  4. Congrats, Elizabeth! Continue to follow the call that God has placed on your writer’s heart. I look forward to reading more :)

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