F is for Four years

“All you have to do is click ‘publish.'”

Four years ago my sweet husband assured me with those words. I’d argued, convinced I’d never be able to figure out this “blog thing” and certain that I would never have enough to say to actually keep it afloat.  What on earth was a blog? I’d never read one and had no idea how to maintain one. But since he insisted (and had already paid the $13 for my domain name and set the whole thing up), I had no choice. So I wrote about him and How God Broke My Heart and thus it all began…

While many of you have graciously written over the years and shared how God has used one word or another to touch or challenge or bless your life, I’m well aware of the fact that no one’s been more blessed or affected by this little corner of virtual space than myself.  Writing here got me through a very difficult journey in our life, and continues to carry me through processing the victories and struggles of this life of faith.

It was fun today to read through the different “blog birthday” posts over to the right: First, Second, and Third.

And all this has made me think: I wonder what beautiful thing is just waiting for you to do? Sometimes it’s the silliest things that keep us from just doing what we love and are gifted by God to do. Not everyone needs a blog, but everyone needs something. Do you love to knit but never do it? Have you always dreamed of planting a garden but never given it a shot? Think photography might be your cup of tea? Would you love to spread awareness about human trafficking or raise funds for a missions organization? What do you dream about? I’d be willing to bet we all have hundreds of unused gifts just waiting to be opened. Yes, our lives are already full, which is another reason we need margin, so we can squiggle our beautiful artwork in the white space!

In all seriousness, would you commit that thought to prayer? Lord, is there any gift You’ve given me that You’re wanting me to open now? It might not be the time, but it might…

Thank you, dear readers, for wading through my word-wanderings and making this sacred space what it is. And thank you, my dear husband, for the $13 domain-name and for giving me the courage to click publish.

{Happy friday.}