Dear Friends,
I’ve recently discovered that I am a writer. To most of you, this isn’t breaking news. But over the past few weeks, it has literally blown my mind.
Boom.
But there’s a problem. Besides sporadic journal entries and my work for World Hope International, I don’t write very regularly. I’m a perfectionist; the bad kind that thinks that if I can’t write something earth-shatteringly insightful, then I shouldn’t write at all. I waste my time waiting for inspiration instead of humbly confronting that (gasp!) I’m not perfect.
But I don’t have to be.
As Christians, we often blame the Fall for our faults. The truth is that not all of our weaknesses are sinful. God intended for us to learn and grow, and the necessity of growth implies that, at some point, we fall short. Even the greatest among us started out as squishy babies who had to be reminded when to pass gas.
This is the first blog I’ve ever written, so please don’t expect great things. But for those of you who are kind enough to read what I write, I promise to serve this work with the best of my ability. I promise to listen to God and express what he tells me with an open heart and faltering words, with the faith that in Him, my best is good enough.
On a side note, the creation of this blog was spurred by my impending trip to Sierra Leone, where I will be working as a field writer for World Hope International. Please pray for God’s safety and protection and that I would listen to the stories that He asks me to write about my experiences. (They will be posted here!)
