Finding My Voice
(When my computer isn’t glitching that is hence the late post that keeps trying to go bye-bye.)
Last Monday I wrote about writing from the heart and the sort of fog that encumbered the atmosphere due to an unexpected event occurring.
That week was also filled with another type of stress which is something our family is working through together.
I had to choose to say no to guilt and shame for not being around the blogs, social media and the online studies as much.
I had to pull back to refocus and love on people in my life.
The recovering perfectionist inside wants to pick last week apart like my friend picks the toppings off of everyone’s pizza and taco salads.
I could have done so much more.
Man I totally dropped the ball. Again.
Blah, blah, blah. Says the negative self talk. All the while God knows the situation and that mulling over things doesn’t allow us to time travel and make changes like the Flash does in his speedy way.
Why do we women do this? No, wait -it’s a human thing. Not just a woman thing.
Thinking no matter what we do, it is never good enough.
My heart has been going out to the younger mamas lately. I feel your pain. I hear you. I am there too. Stretched thin like the last bit of Betty Crocker® butter in the bottom crevices of the plastic container, spread desperately over a slice of bread.
Sometimes there are things that happen beyond our control and we have to use wisdom the best we know how to maneuver through the crazy.
Sometimes when our best doesn’t look that great in our opinions, we have to rest in knowing God will take our work that seems so little and make it much.
Maybe not today. Or tomorrow. But eventually.
And maybe the “much” won’t appear how we think either. That is ok. And life is about character and love more than it is about grandness in the world’s eyes.
Writing While in Process
Writing requires balance. Something I don’t have much of, though I am desiring of it and willing to learn. Am learning. S.l.o.w.ly.
I don’t want to keep being an all or nothing person, I don’t. When I am in process, learning to fine tune a writing technique, sorting out a schedule, fighting to be faithful in the present while also studying for the future it can become interesting inside of my head and I am glad no one can see in there, except for God who isn’t freaked out by it of course.
Hard isn’t necessarily bad. We humans tend to think anything that hurts is bad. At least I can know there is growth occurring from all the pain right?
Which Trail Do I Take?
Do I focus more on revealing the thriving side or do I should focus more on the mistakes and struggles from the raw places? How much do I share right now and how much do I hold back and save for later?
No one person can answer this for someone else.
We all need to be real with ourselves and write from an honest place and it is each person’s preference how they go about doing it.
Here’s to finding our voices, remaining authentic and taking risks, fellow writers.
There’s a time to tweak and a time to tweet. A time to refuel and a time to push through. A time to learn from others and a time to take some things we’ve learned, put them on paper and let them fly.
Let God lead you, my friend.
Today will you check out Kelly Baker’s blog? She writes from a place of transparency, sharing how God is using seasons of her life for purpose and growth. Thank you, Kelly for reaching out to me on social media and for linking up here. You are a blessing indeed!
For the previous People & Prose, click here.
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