I joined Higher Calling Blogs within twenty-four hours of beginning Salt-Rain Tidings. I think that’s equivalent to being handed a sea-diving suit and oxygen tank and being dumped overboard in the middle of the Atlantic.
I have yet to discover if this dumping will result in drowning or a glorious adventure.
I am overwhelmed, thrilled, and maybe even scared by the world which I have suddenly entered. With HCB I have become a member of a community. -Now people outside of my immediate social group can find my blog and read my writing. Already I am meeting wonderful bloggers- and with a click of my mouse their thoughts are laid open to me- I lose myself in their wisdom, wit, heartache, and love.
I am anxious to emulate, eager to share. Yet just when I have so much to say- I have no time to say it. College starts tomorrow (can you hear my heart pounding?) and with it commuting, homework, and a social life even as I remain home and a member of my family (daughter, sister) and member of my church and local community.
I don’t know what tomorrow holds. It is so easy to disappear on-line. You just don’t get on.
I don’t want to die. I don’t want to be scribbling down my thoughts in the middle of the night- and those scraps of paper with lines crossed out and words written over them to remain in notebooks and in piles on my desk- the overflow of an irrepressible writer.
I am confessing. Busyness never means I stop writing. It just means I stop sharing it. Life doesn’t mean I have less to share, it only means that the more my writing reflects who I am the more I feel the urge to keep it within me. I have begun blogging because far too often my writing is completely selfish.
I won’t drown. I just might get back in the boat.
So here- now- I am committing myself to you. -
- For His glory, by His grace -