Dear Blog Readers,
I can’t tell you how humbled I am that you stop by to read my posts. Honestly, I’m so grateful for the connection we share. It encourages me to no end when something the Lord reveals to me that rings in your heart. It’s UH-Mazing.
But I have a confession to make:
I’m not like Ann Voskamp.
You’ve already figured that out, haven’t you?
Many of you have read her best-selling book, One Thousand Gifts. I read it in stunned silence. Where does she GET this? Is she from a different planet?
Of course not. She’s from the same planet and fashioned by the same Creator, which is a testimony to His artistry. Ann writes with such poetic, stream-of-consciousness prose. My writing? Well, not so much. Take a quick peek into my stream-of-consciousness:
What do I write about today, Lord?
Yikes, I can’t forget to transfer money into Scott’s checking account. I need to put that on my list. Where IS my list? Heck, I left it downstairs. I’ll hop online and pay it now before I forget.
Ugh, 12 new email messages. Hey, my Amazon order shipped! Let me see when it’s scheduled to be delivered… Friday. That’ll work.
Now, to the bank website. (phone rings)
“Hi Sarah-beara! Whassup?” (convo with my JMU junior happens here) “Ok, I’ll check it out. Have a great day. Love youuuu!”
Ok Lord, I’m going to look at her photo, then start writing.
I pull up Facebook, and see a good leadership quote from a friend. Ooh, I need to tweet that.
I pull up Twitter. Hey, I’ve got new followers! I sort through the spammers and follow back.
Wait a minute, Sarah’s photo… aww, so cute!
Sorry, Lord. Let’s write. I’m teaching through Jonah right now, is there something there You want me to write about?
Yikes, Scott’s money – the bank!
Instead of One Thousand Gifts and eucharisto, my stream-of-consciousness book would be One Thousand Tasks and attention deficit disorder.
For a while, it frustrated me because so many of my bloggy friends seem to share Ann’s right-brained, poetic style. I’d stare at a blank Word document and think,
My voice is so different. Do I have anything worthwhile to say?
But something amazing happens when I finally get quiet, pray, ponder and start typing:
Thoughts become words.
Sometimes they’re post-worthy, other times they go into the “Work On This Later” folder, and occasionally they go in the desktop dumpster. But regardless of where my words finally land, I’ve decided that it’s worth it to write them because it helps me process life.
It also reveals God’s hand and His grace, and fills my heart with eucharisto. I think Ann would be ok with that because I know God is. And that He would connect me with friends who process life with me? More uh-mazing eucharisto.
Thank you, Father. And thank YOU, friends.
UPDATE — Guess what? I got to meet Ann!
In October 2013, I attended the Allume conference where Ann was a keynote speaker. She’s incredibly gracious and spent hours chatting with attendees. I had a chance to meet her at the Compassion Bloggers meet-up, and she’s a complete DOLL. I imagined her to be sweet, but when I told her about this post, she clapped and laughed 😀
And insisted we have a picture for this post.
We may have completely different voices and talents, but we have the same love for Jesus. Which is what the Body of Christ is supposed to be about anyway.
Anybody else ever play the comparison game? Care to share?