The first person I spoke to at The Relevant Blogging Conference said it out loud. She said, “You are a writer.  You have a voice.” I was stunned.  I back pedaled and she said, “Why don’t you believe it?” Oh wow. Why don’t I believe it?

Looking back, words have always been important to me. I communicate.  I talk.  I always have. In 3rd grade, let’s just say citizenship was not my best grade.  I said words, all the time.

During my middle school years, words began to pour out. I put words on wide ruled notebook paper, folded them in fun shapes, and handed them to my BFF in the hallway. They were words about life, love, and Kevin Bacon.

In college my words were timid. Small town girls on Big 10 Campuses don’t  have much to say.  My English Professor confirmed that, with searing words that made me want to hide.  Still, I wrote, mostly in fabric covered journals.

Moving to a far off place in my 30’s, I put my words in letters sent to friends back home. They sent words to me of prayer and encouragement that gave me strength. Words have always been my friends.

A few years back, I sat around a table to study The Word with amazing women. We shared life and grace for 3 years.  At the close of our journey we wrote words to each other, and read them aloud.  Tear stained pages have never been so beautiful. They said to me, “You are a writer.  You should be writing.” Writing became a calling on my life that I could not ignore.

I came to this blogging space 2 years ago at the urging of my sweet husband who said, “You should blog.  You need to be writing.” Still, I wondered what I would say and who in the world would care anyway? One day I took a leap of faith, typed my first word and hit publish. Somewhere along the way, I learned I don’t write because I have all the answers.  I write because I do not.  I write because words are part of who I am.  I write because I am a writer, girl.

Still, I worry about what I write. And I think sweet Bonnie’s words sunk down deep in my heart because I want it to be true.  I want to be good enough to be called a writer.  I want my words to be good, period.  I found this quote by Julia Cameron, hitting especially close to home this week:

…most of us try to write too carefully.  WE try to do it “right”. We try to sound smart.  We try, period.  Writing goes much better when we don’t work at it so much.  When we give ourselves permission to just hang out on the page. The Right to Write , page 3 (emphasis mine)
So I was thinking, if you don’t mind, this writer, girl will be giving her self permission to hang out on this page. I will probably write some stuff that is good.  I will most certainly write some stuff that is not.  I can guarantee there will be typos. But, I will be writing.
{I am humbled that you are hear reading my words.  I pray you are encouraged and see Him who is the Word behind every one.}
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