But, yeah, I can hear you right now. You are saying, “It’s hard to tell my story.” Well here’s why...
From day one of my writing career, I’ve called myself an accidental author. By circumstance, my family’s life was thrust into the public eye via “Immigration Adoption Crisis of 2014.” A blog that began for a handful became a story for thousands. It led to one book, then another, and then another. It led to me writing on a weekly basis—vulnerable things, hilarious things, parenting things, faith crisis things, all for the world to see. And I felt alive doing it. I felt I had truly stepped into my calling.
Writing gave me life. Sure, it was tough at times. It was hard work, and an increase in readership meant an increase in the risk of rejection. But it was okay, because for the first time in a long time, I felt like I had found my lane. My purpose. I was experiencing my own Chariots of Fire, Writing Edition. “When I write, I feel God’s pleasure.” Call me dramatic, but it was true.
And then, our family went through a huge transition.
It was early one Sunday morning when I was having coffee in the carporch when I heard that voice yell from the street yell “Clear!” I turned around only to see the backside of a couple of cyclers speeding past our house. I wonder why he yelled? A few minutes later, the very same thing happened again! I heard a loud voice scream, “clear!” What in the world? Trying to settle back into my thoughts it happened yet again, causing me to arise from my comfortable place and walk out front. Right before me, I saw biker after biker ride by. Then they came in packs and droves, always yelling at each other, “clear!” It dawned on me that the biker up front was notifying the cyclers behind that the road was clear as they approached the sharp curve we live on.
I want to welcome you into 2019!
With another 365 days behind you there is an opportunity to stop and process with God what He has done and anticipate the next 365 as you look towards experiencing Him in new ways. It's an opportunity to intentionally take control of your life instead of allowing your life to take control of you. With God's provision and direction, life in 2019, can be different.
Earlier today, I sat working on my laptop in a local coffee shop. The morning sunlight streamed in, providing crystal clear vision, but still my perception of life blurred. I pondered my current and future struggles, and I wondered if others also wrestled with day-to-day life issues. As I continued my contemplations, my thoughts were interrupted by a conversation at a table nearby.