Scripture: When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put childish ways behind me; (1 Cor. 13:11 NIV).
I am new to blogging but not new to writing. As a child, I loved to read, write and tell stories. I would even make up stories and live them through my dolls, just as if they were real. Fast forwarding to my freshman year of high school, I joined the school newspaper staff. I was very excited and could hardly wait for my first article to be published. I don’t remember the title because it’s been many moons ago since high school, but I do remember the excitement that I felt. The day the paper was to be published, I could hardly wait to get to class that morning. I rushed to my classroom and I took my seat with a smile on my face as the teacher handed out copies of the newspaper. With excitement and joy I searched for my article. I located it and checked the quality of my penmanship. I was so very happy and proud at that moment! But then my eyes spotted my name in another article that someone else in class had written, it was brief and as I started reading it, I could not believe it, it was a “mean girls” article written about ME! It seemed that the boy that this girl liked, liked me. Now I ask you, how immature was that! It was the typical high school drama “I don’t like her”, not a big deal, right? WRONG! I was embarrassed and hurt.
Here I was taking this class to learn the aspects of the business, with the hopes of writing meaningful stories, with the goal of becoming a reporter. I’m reminded of a scene in the movie “Mean Girls” starring Lindsay Lohan. This movie was about a group of superficial girls who found pleasure in being really mean to their classmates (hence the title). I recall a particular scene where the mean girls pranked another girl and everyone was waiting in the school cafeteria to see the pain and embarrassment that was intended to be inflicted upon her. Well, I surely knew what that pain felt like. I experienced that first hand, my classmates knew of that newspaper article that was written about me; everyone knew except me. So, when I read it everyone was watching to see my reaction. I played it cool, but after school I quickly ran home feeling embarrassed. I let my feelings get in the way of my passion, and needless to say I quit the paper. It all happened so quickly and then I had a misconception about writing. I didn’t understand the freedom of speech. I mean, I knew about the Fifth Amendment, but I didn’t think anyone would take an interest in writing anything about me. My pride, my first high school crush, and my embarrassment did not allow me to continue. I dropped the class and I never looked back.
I quickly decided my next step. I replaced my journalism class with a home economics class. I thought to myself, “I’ll learn to cook, that should be easy and fun.” From that point on, I did continue writing but only at home in the privacy of my bedroom. I wrote about a little of this and a lot of that, but I wasn’t really taking my writing serious, it was just something that I did as an escape. After that, other interest came into play and I placed my writings on the shelf. I became a participate in the game of life and growing up was my objective.
Well, that was then and this is now. Today is a brand new day and old things have passed away, at least that’s what I thought. As a new blogger those old feelings have resurfaced. My original passion has been rediscovered; that gift that God placed in me before the foundations of the world has returned. I remember how much joy writing gave me and coupled with my very first love, Jesus Christ, the two has become one in my heart. I love to write about the one who loved me first and saved me from my sins. This was the greatest lesson that I have ever learned. Just because you have forgotten about something that may have hurt you long ago, it does not mean that God has forgotten about it. If He put a gift in you He intends for you to use it. It doesn’t matter how long it’s been or how hard you may have tried to suppress it. The gift will always remain inside of you.
God has a purpose for everything under the sun, and that includes you and your gifts. It has been a very long time, and I may have got off to a rocky start, but my confidence is back. With dedication, hard work and creativity, I proudly proclaim that I am ready to write again. I would like to inform those who haven’t discovered their purpose to search within. That “thing” that you love to do… You know, that “thing” which comes natural and easy for you. That “thing” is your passion and your purpose is in your passion. I urge you to search your heart and discover the gifts hidden within you. I did and I rediscovered the purpose for my passion all over again. Now it’s a new day and I’m doing an original thing brought back to me by the Author and Sustainer of Life. Your breakthrough will come when you discover your purpose, give yourself to the area that you love and God will guide you into your destiny.
Much love and many blessings,