I think this is only my second blog post in September. It’s silly, really, because a lot of fun has been going on. A lot of work and busy-ness, potting training certainly, but also a lot of fun. Even so I’ve written only one other post and the truth is that I have suffered from a fantastic month of writer’s block.
In the last year, I’ve found that my writer’s block comes at me fierce when I want to write on one idea and God would have me write on another. I want to stay safe with some topic like “girlfriend, don’t even worry about never wearing those pre-baby jeans” and He would have me write about something else. Not that pre-baby-jean blog posts aren’t great because they are and you know me– I like to pair my thirst for social justice with a side of which-shampoo-do-you-like-best. But right now God wants me to write on something else.
The problem is that I don’t know what He wants me to write.
I don’t know what He wants me to speak, but I will wait on Him. His words are (duh, of course) so much more beautiful and powerful than I could ever put down here myself. Whether it is a simple truth or praise or a life-changing revelation, my words are chicken scratch, nothing but an annoying sound without God’s truth and life-giving power behind them.
So I’ll wait with expectation and excitement, and thrillingly watch Him dismantle my writer’s block for His glory.
[Side note: here’s my entire post about pre-baby jeans: just get rid of them. Don’t even worry. Nine months later, they’re probably out of style anyhow. Only people without babies give advice like, “wait a few weeks before trying on your old jeans.” Don’t listen to it. Don’t ever try on those jeans again. You are way better than those jeans, anyhow, amen?]