I want my story to be meaningful. I read a book by Donald Miller where he talks about how he realized that the story he was living wasn’t meaningful, so he changed it. He started living more important stories. I want to do that, but I don’t know where to start.
Right now I’m a CSR by day and a who-knows-what by night. As in, I really don’t know. A dreamer, I guess? I want to do something that helps people and that gives me a sense of fulfillment.
I want to write about things that matter. I mean, I have this blog with my creative writing, but I read a lot of blogs where people are digging deep down and really getting their hands dirty, working through messy and beautiful things like grace and forgiveness and reconciliation, like building each other up, and acknowledging and tearing down the hurtful walls we’ve built. A lot of this conversation takes place in the context of the Church, but I’m not necessarily only talking about writing about things that pertain to Church and Christianity.
It takes guts to write about those things, the things that matter. I see people like Suzannah Paul and Registered Runaway opening up their hearts and also opening themselves up to criticism with the powerful pieces they write. It is only recently that I thought about how if I really did start to write about things that matter, I would open myself up to such criticism, too.
But I want to do it. I want to live a better story. God has given me a gift with language and writing, and I want to use it to glorify him. I want to write for him. I want to write to lift up the marginalized. I want to write to point out beauty wherever I see it. I think doing this is part of the story he is writing for me.
Am I ready to take him up on it and pick up his pen?