When I was thinking about creating this blog today, I thought of the word "juvenile." My thoughts- and the way I express them- feel juvenile to me. They feel unprofessional. Not well founded. I argued that this was fine when it was just me and God I was talking to, but it didn't feel right to share my thoughts and ideas with the larger world so... insolently.
Because when you're talking to God it's okay to be stupid. God's not looking for an equal in conversation. He wants a kid. Someone who's honest with him about what they think and feel. The rest of the world isn't like that. At least, I'm not like that when it comes to myself:
That's how I realized that if someone else asked me to record their thoughts and feelings on the internet, I would be happy and proud to do it. I'd want to listen, even if I didn't agree. The only person I wouldn't want to do that for is me. I'm the only person that I don't feel like deserves a voice. So I thought I would try and fix that. Or help God fix it, I guess.
Credit for inspiring me to do this goes to my dad. He and my mom encouraged me to create my art blog, and he said maybe someday someone would also be interested to know my thoughts about other stuff. So I wrestled with that idea, and here we are. God's will be done. I commit this also to you. Amen.
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