Am I really doing this?

I guess it was inevitable... I love to write and express my thoughts and feelings through the written word, so naturally I would start a blog. One of my biggest pet peeves about blogs were the feelings, after having read someone's blog, that I had just wasted those minutes of my life. I don't want that to happen; in fact I still struggle with this idea of a blog. Therefore, it is more for me than for anyone else; but if others can gain anything through what I write I know it is only through my attempts to communicate the power of God at work in my own life.
I go to a Bible college where I am studying Women's Ministry and Biblical Exposition so it is natural for me to experience the need for a purpose statement in almost everything I do. I have been taught for years to ask myself why I am doing what I am doing. Is it to bring glory to myself and my accomplishments? Or so others will remark on what a thoughtful person I am? Absolutely not. If that is the response these posts elicit I will have failed. My desire is to communicate the incredible Truth I am constantly learning and striving to apply to my life so that others may be encouraged to pursue holiness for themselves. I am inevitably challenged by what I hear and writing out my responses often proves to be a time of clarification for me.
I am currently asking myself, "Are you really going to do this?" Yes, I guess I will. I share of my own life with my only desire to be to "stir up one another to love and good works" (Hebrews 10:24). "So, being affectionately desirous of you, we were ready to share with you not only the gospel of God but also our own selves, because you had become very dear to us" 1 Thessalonians 2:8.

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