Have you ever felt a tiny spark of courage to create something out of almost nothing, but you were afraid you’d fail? Afraid you’d be rejected?
That’s how I felt when I began blogging.
Today, this very day, I’m so grateful to each one of you. You welcomed me into your world and blessed me more than you can imagine.
Here’s my loft office and Ellie, one of my granddogs.
Exactly three years and one day ago, I was ter-ri-fied. It was the night before my first blog went live. Every few minutes, I got out of bed and tiptoed upstairs to read my post one more time.
Just one more time.
“Be back in a sec,” I said to my husband in a fake-cheery voice.
“Where’re you going?”
What if I have typos?
What if no one reads this? How long will I keep up the façade?
What if my creativity dries up, then what? What do I write about next week, and the next, and the next?
What if people make fun of it and say, ”What’s this supposed to be?”
Finally, oh, finally, the sun came up on Wednesday morning, June 24, 2011.
I told my trembling fingers to behave and press Publish. Then I wanted to hide under my desk.
Three years later, I still wonder what I’ll write about next week, and my stomach still does a summersault when my blog goes live.
But the unspeakable joy of becoming your friend
And having to depend on God
Help me forget about myself
And overcome fear.
When we encourage one person, we never know how many lives we might touch.
Are you creating something new–something a wee bit scary? Please share. I’d love to hear about it.