I stare at the cursor, blinking at me, and insecurities spring up. What do I have that is worth sharing? What if the whole world (ok, not the WHOLE world but at least a very small portion of that world that may read my words) thinks my words are insignificant? silly? or just plain dumb?
I think of Lisa Jo's prompt, WRITE and all that runs through my head is WRITE! JUST WRITE!
And here I am.
I don't know why. I know that when I returned to college (the third or fourth time I returned to college) I had a professor who inspired me to write. She validated my words and encouraged me. She even wanted to work with me in getting one of my essays submitted to a magazine. Even though she believed in me, this professor who I admired so, I let those insecurities drown her out. I missed that meeting I was to have with her to discuss the magazine submission. I didn't want the world to see my words. I was scared.
That fear, those insecurities, still keep me from writing. A multitude of fears have held me back over the years. What if these fears have kept me from doing great things?
As I dream and pray for the future of my children one of my biggest hopes is that they are not stifled by fear. I want them to experience life fully by living without fear. Maybe I need to pray this same prayer for myself.
linking up today at Lisa Jo's Five Minute Friday where a group of writers write fearlessly on the same word prompt for five minutes
I think of Lisa Jo's prompt, WRITE and all that runs through my head is WRITE! JUST WRITE!
And here I am.
I don't know why. I know that when I returned to college (the third or fourth time I returned to college) I had a professor who inspired me to write. She validated my words and encouraged me. She even wanted to work with me in getting one of my essays submitted to a magazine. Even though she believed in me, this professor who I admired so, I let those insecurities drown her out. I missed that meeting I was to have with her to discuss the magazine submission. I didn't want the world to see my words. I was scared.
That fear, those insecurities, still keep me from writing. A multitude of fears have held me back over the years. What if these fears have kept me from doing great things?
As I dream and pray for the future of my children one of my biggest hopes is that they are not stifled by fear. I want them to experience life fully by living without fear. Maybe I need to pray this same prayer for myself.
linking up today at Lisa Jo's Five Minute Friday where a group of writers write fearlessly on the same word prompt for five minutes
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I found this prompt challenging. Writing about the word "write" wasn't the easiest thing when there is so much to say but I am happy I got mine done and I am please to have followed you and to have been able to read about your fear in writing. It is never too late to submit your work to a source when you are ready. The worse that can be said is no which leaves you where you already are. Don't be afraid, trust that He will guide you where you need to go!
ReplyDeleteThank you for visiting, Marisa. You're right, I just need to trust Him! No fear when I have such a great God! :)
DeleteI'm visiting you because you visited me! :) Your 31 days of praise is SO encouraging! Also this about fear and writing. It's so. tough. I'm glad I found you and vice versa!
ReplyDeleteIsn't it so much easier when we offer up our fear, our writing...our dreams to Him? I'm still learning that practice. I'm so glad that you stopped by Kirsten! :)
DeleteJust write is always good advice. Sometimes you just have to make yourself sit down and do it. :)
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