Dannette So I’m a writer… {wait…what?!}
Truth be told, I write things. Not as a profession, but more as a vocation. To state it simply, I write because my heart overflows. There’s a constant narrative that rings in my ears and tugs at my soul. There’s a story here, somewhere in my every day, and it begs to be told. It’s being written as I chase babies and sweep floors and go to meetings and bible studies; as I create and design and be simple, ordinary, ME.
What I’ve come to know is that I have a heart to encourage. To build others up. I want to hear their stories and look into their eyes and tell them they were made for a PURPOSE. I want those who already know God to know Him in a deeper more intimate way {me, included}. I want those who are lost in this world of lies to finally find themselves in Christ. I want us all to know the beauty and acceptance and freedom that comes from walking daily with the Lord.
I look at my own days, and well, they are FULL. Brimming with the busyness of my work and projects, with relationships, with my home and my family and all that that entails… And the truth is that most days I get a little lost. I get caught up in this world and forget that there is a God who sees me, who delights in me, who wants to know me.
And so I write. I sneak away to a keyboard late night and tap away at these keys and hope that the truth revealed to me in my failures today will be arrows of Hope for your tomorrow.
I have to admit though that I’ve struggled with writing and allowing myself to follow where I’m being called. I’ve been fearful and felt unworthy. Most days Moses’ words are my words…
O Lord, I have never been eloquent, neither in the past nor since you have spoken to your servant. I am slow of speech and tongue. {Exodus 4:10}
BUT GOD, right? Thankfully he never leaves us to ourselves. When he calls us, he will equip us {a few of my favorite words from the amazing Christine Caine}.
Then the Lord said to him, “Who gave man his mouth? Who makes him deaf or mute: Who gave him sight or makes him blind? Is it not I, the LORD? Now go; I will help you speak and will teach you what to say.”
Now I’m no Moses. I’m just a girl, sitting at her computer in her jammies. But my heart is FULL. And God has given me a desire to share it. The words I write here are the same ones I have conversations about with my hubby and friends and neighbors. I don’t write to be someone. I write because I want to point others to THE One. And that makes this do-able for little ole me.
My manifesto is nearly done. {I promise}. The Bible tells us in Matthew 7:13-14
Enter thru the narrow gate. For wide is the gate and broad is the road that leads to destruction, and many enter through it. But small is the gate and narrow the road that leads to life, and only a few find it.
The gate and road are narrow, my friends. Only a few find it. That tells me I better get over myself and start pointing out the way, because many precious, precious souls are passing right by it. It saddens me to think how much time I’ve wasted worrying about what people would think of me for writing. ? Ack.
As Christine Caine says, just SET YOUR FOOT. And God will make a way when there isn’t a way. {Joshua 1:9} Let’s be strong and courageous…and God will go with us as we set our foot.
My hope in sharing all of this is that something within you will be roused to set your foot and stand in your calling too…wherever that might be…and point with me.
Let’s be arrows. Let’s point the way.
Jeff Goins Blog Challenge Day 1: What’s your manifesto?