This was not supposed to be today’s post but as I was getting today’s post ready to go live, I realized I reached a milestone. I haven’t celebrated many for this blog but I knew I needed to acknowledge this one.
Many, many years ago an idea about starting a blog started to ferment in my mind. But I never started it because I didn’t know what kind of blog to start. Or at least that’s what I told myself – it’s amazing how easily we can lie to ourselves.
I toyed with many ideas. One of them being a food blogger. I love to cook and I’m always trying new recipes. Why not write about my experiences? Although it sounded great, I wasn’t feeling it. I also didn’t know what would separate my blog from all the other countless food blogs. So I talked myself out of starting a food blog – or any other blog for that matter.
Then eight years ago a blog idea popped into my head that was vastly different from any of the blogs in the metaverse. I even came up with a name for the blog. The truth was I was pulling a Jonah. I was running away from what God was calling me to do. My passion has always been to help other moms who have kids with disabilities. But I was afraid I didn’t have enough content to support that kind of blog. I was scared of starting something and not being able to sustain it. In a nutshell, I was afraid of failure.
Admitting the truth was only the first barrier, I had to conquer my doubts and fears as well. What was I going to write about? I had five potential posts. And only one was written. That was it. It wasn’t even enough to last a month. Was there any point in starting a blog with only two weeks’ worth of content? It seemed stupid to start and end a blog in the same month. Why even start it at all? Although these all seemed like valid points, it was really fear and doubt trying to dissuade me. And I had to decide if I was going to be controlled by them or I was going to control them.
One thing I knew for sure was that I have one life and I want to live it to the fullest. I don’t want to look back and have regrets. I have too many of those moments and it was all times when I’ve allowed fear to control my decisions. I don’t want to do that again. I decided I’d rather take a risk and fail than never try at all. I could live with failure but not with another regret.
Besides, fear always takes God out of the equation. I’m not doing this on my own, God planted this idea in my head. If five posts is all I have, then that’s all I have. I’d rather be faithful with the little I have, take a risk, and step out of my comfort zone than never try at all.
I started the blog with the idea if I didn’t have anything more to say after those initial posts, I would stop blogging. My only goal was to be faithful to what God was calling me to do and if that meant posting only five articles then so be it.
When my first post went live, I never imagined I would have content beyond two weeks. Three years and 200 posts later, God has done more than I could’ve ever thought or imagined.
What I’ve learned
If God has laid something on your heart and fear says is too big or impossible, remember you’re not alone. Be faithful with what you have and let God take care of the rest. He’s still a God of miracles.
Now all glory to God, who is able, through his mighty power at work within us, to accomplish infinitely more than we might ask or think. Glory to him in the church and in Christ Jesus through all generations forever and ever! Amen. Ephesians 3:20-21 NLT