When I was a child, I was at a loss for words. Not because I didn’t have them, but because I never felt I had a voice. My opinion didn’t seem to matter much and when I did speak, I often felt unheard and shut down. So I would cower in a corner, keeping my thoughts to myself, hoping that one day someone would come along that would truly listen to what I had to say.
As I grew older, my love for words grew through writing. There is something magical about stringing words together that make sense, that create poetry, that collide in your heart and fill you with a sense of purpose. In high school, English was my favorite subject. I loved the creative writing projects and I also wrote some pretty amazing poetry back in my younger years. My dream in high school was to pursue journalism, but my parents couldn’t afford to send me to collage. Instead of pursuing scholarships and financing, I opted to attend a one year business college and became a legal secretary. That career lasted for over 14 years.
Fast forward about 10 years ago. Our church leadership had a prophetic conference and one of the prophets came and prophesied over the leadership of our church (of which I am on staff, and therefore a leader). When it came to be my turn, the prophet stated that she saw me ministering to hundreds of women. I about fell off my chair. I am sure I would had spit coffee out of my mouth had I been drinking it. I do think I laughed out loud. Me, a public speaker? Um, no thank you. But, I did what any mature church leader would do when they receive a prophetic word that although not quite up their alley, is not all that far out there. I put it up on a spiritual shelf, and forgot about it.
Six years ago (this July), I was talking with my Pastor who had recently began blogging. I was sharing with him how much I would love to share my heart through writing, and that perhaps I could accomplish this through blogging. He encouraged me to start and see where the Lord would take it. I started out on Typepad, blogging under the name “Moments for Moms”. I soon realized that as my kids were older and didn’t care to have their photos plastered all over my blog, that blogging about my life as a mom may not be the road I should take. What I did know was this: I wanted to write about what I was learning in my every day journey with the Lord.
I continued to pray and ask the Lord if blogging was in my future. At this time, I had recently concluded a bible study based on Nicole Johnson’s Fresh Brewed Life. I cannot tell you what this study did for my heart, waking up my soul to receive all that God had for me. Soon after, the Lord dropped the name “My Freshly Brewed Life” into my spirit, which is where I am today.
My goal from day one has always been to first bring God glory through my writing, and secondly to encourage the hearts of women along the way. When I first started blogging it was just me, the screen and a handful of readers. But I was very intentional in finding like-minded blogs written by women full of passion who loved God, their families and blogging. I love to connect and so taking the time to read other blogs and commenting is still a high priority for me to this day. I have met so many beautiful souls through blogging and I cannot imagine my life without them. Oh yes, remember the prophecy about me having a ministry to hundreds of women? Well, there are several hundred who subscribe to my blog in one form or another. I realize a fraction of that actually read, but I have to smile at the fact that God knew 10 years ago that blogging/writing would be in my future, and that He would use little ole me to share His light, truth and love with many.
Last December, I self published my first book, Coffee Talk With Jesus: Intimate Chats With the Savior, which is based on a 31 day series I wrote in October 2012. My heart for this book is that women would come to realize who they are in Christ and stop believing the lies that would tell them otherwise. Shortly afterwards I changed my blog URL to my name (although you can still access my blog via My Freshly Brewed Life, at least for now).
It’s been a fun journey, this one of baring my heart and soul through writing. At times, it has been a hard journey. I have had to work through the “I’m not good enough’s”, the “no one cares” and the comparison trap multiple times. But there is so much joy to be found! If I could give a new blogger/writer some advice, it would be to be the you that God created you to be, to be authentic and to take the time to connect with others.
*This post was written as a prompt from my (in)courage writing group, as we were challenged to share our story of how we came to write.
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