It has been almost a year that I have been on this writing journey. I remember when I first embraced the idea that God had called me to write and how nervous and unsure I was. Although people, primarily my husband and my mom, had been telling me about my writing for years I refused to accept what they were saying. One reason is because I honestly did not feel that I had a passion for writing and I was really unsure of myself. When I decided to go ahead and launch out into the deep I had many doubts. I wondered whether or not I would be able to gain followers. I would ask myself if I were “educated” enough to write. Would I be able to make a difference in anyone’s life? All of these were things I asked myself and honestly I still do. I almost allowed these fears and questions cause me to back out of doing what I truly believe in my heart that God wants and needs me to do.
Now here I am 8 months later, grateful that I started the journey but still dealing with the same fears. Honestly, I am still not sure if I can answer those questions that I asked myself last year. When I post it is always amazing to read what others have taken away from what I have written. I don’t know if people realize it but my writing comes from a place of vulnerability. It comes from a place of realness and a place of passion. A place which was once very broken but is now being healed more and more each day. My writing really does come from my heart which is what I desire for people to see.
Sometimes I get discouraged when I do not get the amount of readers or followers that I hoped for. Sometimes I question my decision to even take the risk. However, even in the midst of my insecurities something inside of me keeps pushing me to continue. Something keeps motivating me to not give up and to remember that I am worthy of the call God has given me. I am worthy of the talent that I was graciously given without my asking. I am worthy of the gift that I sometimes fail to appreciate. When I think about giving up I have to remember that I am more than a conqueror and that the present is not my end result. I must remind myself that although the numbers may be low today tomorrow still leaves room for increase.
I am worthy to accomplish my dreams even when it takes longer than I desire. I am worthy to call myself what I know that I am even when I do not feel like it. Those days I fail to complete the mission I set for the day I am still worthy. I am worthy even when others do not see my worth. Regardless of how it looks or seems sometimes we have to say to ourselves “I AM WORTHY”!