What's stopping you?
In 2008, I was sitting with a group of people at a conference. The speaker was a well known pastor. He said, "God wants you to write stories to reach hearts for Him." He looked in my direction and those words speared my heart.
Have you ever experienced that? Where you know beyond a shadow of a doubt that you are being called to "do" something? Something bigger than you?
Well, this was one incident of many for me. All my life people have told me I should write children's books. So I wrote and published several children's short stories. I continued to freelance writing articles, devotions, poetry, even a one act play. I'll never forget putting words into the mouths of Noah and his sons and seeing it acted out in front of me by the teenagers for VBS at my church. Too fun!
This was different, however. There was a new passion in me to do something bigger and more complex then anything I'd been called to do. A novel. Really? How in the world would I start something like this?
I'd recently recovered from chemotherapy and managed to acquire a certificate for biblical counseling. The counseling sessions I led were gratifying and time consuming enough. One couple started in our program and ended up getting baptized together by the end of the sessions.
I'm forever looking for a new challenge. It's just part of my "bent" as a person. However, I knew enough about my adventures with Daddy God that each new challenge usually requires some sort of sacrifice from me.
Would I be up for the challenge?
Not necessarily. You see, the biblical counseling courses I took to receive a certificate of completion involved my own self counseling. Panic attacks led me to seek God's face on why was I so full of fear?
Those times of self counseling in the word and prayer support from friends led me to recognize I had been molested as a child of nine.
Now, my times with God, in the word, applying scripture to the fear, remembering the trauma all brought a complete healing from the abuse. However, this was a private thing. Still not too uncomfortable.
Time went on. Somehow I connected with a fellow writer who introduced me to the wondrous monstrosity called Social Media. I joined facebook and managed to network with other writers. I learned about the new world of "blogging".
Can you say "intimidating?"
Somehow, while recovering from the effects of Chemotherapy, and the emotional and physical backlash my family suffered from our brief stint with the disease, I managed to learn how to use a personal computer. God provided a friend. She taught me how to create documents, organize a database. Basically, master my own pc.
This was the beginning of my new adventure in writing a novel......
If you've considered stepping out in blogging, or creative/nonfiction writing I'd like to challenge you to read my posts in the upcoming weeks and months and just do it! If I can manage the technicalities of cyberspace, you can too!
See you in a few weeks.
Oh, and the story behind my photograph "Once upon a time?" Well, a few weeks into "gulp" creating my own author page on facebook, a lovely young woman offered her photography for sale to help finance her missions trip. And, voila! This picture is mine. Now how God is that?
So many things to tell you of how God provided, opened amazing doors and encouraged me so far....can't wait :-)
Questions? Comments? Please let me know what you're thinking and I'll try to help as best I can.