...what you're thinking is "Oh no! They let her loose on the internet!"
- actually, it was my Dad. He's been reading my writing and I think every time I write something new, he says something about starting a blog. For a long time I fought him on it (mentally) saying to myself that I didn't know what to write, or I didn't have time to write, or I couldn't think of a title for my blog. Mainly, I was intimidated. Starting a blog is different from writing occasionally a note on facebook, set on private where nobody is even going to know you exist. Writing a blog means people can see you. And for someone who only writes what's on her heart, that means exposing my heart to be seen. Scary stuff.
But I was writing today, and recognized something. I say my entire life is lived so that others may see and glorify God, but I'm afraid of being seen? I have a name for someone who says something and does something else. It's a hypocrite. I hate hypocrites. And I'm the biggest hypocrite of them all sometimes.
Dealing with something else entirely, though, is dealing with the fear. God has not given us a spirit of fear (2 Timothy 1:7), but I have been bowing to the Prince of Fear by ignoring what my Dad said. And when I'm bowing to fear, I'm not glorifying God. When I'm not glorifying God I'm not living what I say. When I'm not living what I say, I'm doing what I hate. Hypocrite. In the immortal words of a widely recognized sage of our time: D'oh!
So here I am, loose on the internet. Let's see how this project progresses.
I, for one, wholly approve of this idea. Go forth! Blog! The Internet needs more people with your level of skill loosed upon it, not to mention how much the Internet needs to hear what you say. :)
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