A friend recently wrote a post about her season of writing ( you can check her out here). That’s kind of how I’ve been feeling lately.
My journal is full, my drafts here on the blog are plentiful, and yet I haven’t been compelled to really publish much.
Is my season for blogging over? It’s a question that I’ve been patiently waiting to have answered.
There’s a part of my writing that never makes it to the blog, and perhaps that’s just the season I’m in. It’s a time of personal reflection and an intimacy with God that I’m sure will make its way here in its own time, one way or another. One thing I’ve learned in the years that I’ve occupied this space: taking an occasional break is sometimes necessary.
I’m pretty sure that’s where I am (sigh). I’ve never written for numbers and I don’t want to start now. I am convinced that God wants my writing to be fresh, and most important, He wants it to be real.
I was recently asked to share with the kids in junior church on the practice of journaling. It couldn’t have been more timely. Part of my preparation was spent looking at my old journals, and I was reminded of why I write. It’s really quite simple.
I love it.
I scanned over the pages and the years of prayers, insight, and occasions that God compelled me to keep record of, and my eyes caught these words that I had scribbled at the top of a page. They were highlighted in yellow as if to be confirmation that my time here is not through.
I’m not sure my writing will ever be published beyond this blog or reach any further than the few faithful readers I have, but God told me to write, and I’m not giving up. I’m embracing this season of quiet, and the uncertainty of it all. That seems to be where God writes some of the most beautiful chapters in my life.
Meanwhile, don’t forget that this space is also open for you. Each month I feature your story in a feature aptly titled Monthly Masterpiece. Maybe this little break is not as much for me as it is for you. So that you can share your story.
So go ahead. Write it all down. Write because you love it. Write and tell your story, how God took your mess, and made it His masterpiece.
He who was seated on the throne said, “I am making everything new!” Then he said, “Write this down, for these words are trustworthy and true.”