It all started back in 2009 with a blog. That’s when I like to say I began my writing career. Well, actually, becoming a columnist for Empowering Everyday Women Online Magazine, headed by my sister Dianna Hobbs is where my love for and gift of writing became prevalent to me. Every time I sat down to write, it was like magic at my fingertips. As an introvert, I am very reserved and minimal with my words, but as a writer, I am open, transparent, and vocal. It’s almost like I become a different person when I put my fingers to my computer’s keyboard.
God has given me this incredible ability to put together words in such a beautiful way that it reaches the deepest places of one’s heart, salves their wounds, and brings them a sense of relief and release. I say that with all humility, because it honestly amazes me. I know without a doubt that God anoints the words He allows me to write. There is honestly no other way to explain it.
But, back to where it officially started for me. My sister Dianna, a fellow blogger, would constantly tell me that I should start a blog. Aside from reading hers, I honestly didn’t even know what a blog was, let alone what it meant or required to start one. After I did a little research and put a cap on my inner jitters, I closed my eyes and jumped. Well, not literally, but still feeling clueless, I launched Real Woman, Real God in February 2010. I had no idea if anyone would even read what I posted. I mean, I didn’t know many people and I was actually still a bit new to social media at the time. But mostly every day, I wrote a new post. To my surprise, the blog started to gain momentum and women I didn’t even know were reading and commenting.
I woke up each day excited to sit at my computer and pour my heart onto the computer screen. I shared my challenges, my struggles, my victories, my worries, my life from a sincere place and mixed in the word of God with a little inspiration. Honestly, blogging was an outlet for me. I’m not one to talk to others about whatever’s going on in my head, so the blog, for me, offered a safe space for me to express myself. It just so happened that many other women could relate. It was the most beautiful exchange each time I’d share from the depths of my soul and then receive sentiments like, “Wow, I feel the same way!” or “I cried while reading this. I needed this so much.”
As time progressed, however, and as my life changed in many different ways, I got away from blogging. What was once such a passion became a struggle. I have started and stopped blogging far too many times to even remember over the years. I’d go strong for a couple months, then go ghost. That process repeated itself over and over and over again.
It’s been like that with a few things in my life, actually. I confess today that I am a chronic quitter. I can go all the way back to my teen years and see where I have started things and failed to stick them out. Consistency is a constant on my Jesus, Help Me list. The thing about me that makes me yo-yo in certain areas is that I am a creature of feelings, or a free spirit. I don’t particularly like routines and repetition. Things become mundane and boring to me fairly quick. So, once I’m not feeling something anymore, it’s basically a done deal for me. Or the moment I just don’t feel like it, then I don’t. I like to think that’s not necessarily a bad thing, but the problem, for me, is that even when I know it’s something I probably should do, I drag my feet to no end on picking it back up. Hence, there has been a start-stop-start-stop cycle in my life for many years.
During #SelfCareSeptember, I assessed myself deeply. I called myself to the carpet on the areas where I was well aware that I fell short by my own actions. Again, consistency was the common denominator in my self-assessment. So I began to ponder ways in which I could work on strengthening consistency while also building community (Community is another area where I’m trying to be better. My introversion is something serious! But that’s a post for another day.). That’s when October Blogging Challenge dropped in my spirit. I prayed on it, asked God for instructions, and here we are. I am blogging…again.
What’s your “here we go…again?” I know I am not the only one who quits on things and then has to start over and give it another try again and again.
The beautiful thing about giving whatever it is you need to give another go is that there is grace for that. For one, each day, because of God’s mercy, we are allowed a fresh, new start: “It is of the LORD's mercies that we are not consumed, because his compassions fail not. They are new every morning: great is thy faithfulness” (Lamentations 3:22-23).
Also, know this: “Finishing is better than starting. Patience is better than pride” (Ecclesiastes 7:8). It doesn’t really matter how many times you have to start over, the goal is to finish. So don’t let your pride make you feel like you, “AGAIN? You may as well let it go.” Lies! Be patient with yourself; sometimes, it takes a minute to develop that real stick-to-it-ness. By the same token, we should strive to walk in the fruit of discipline. Just because we have grace and mercy, does not mean that we get to frivolously use it as a back-up plan for irresponsibility.
Finally, my sisters, in my Apostle Paul voice (whatever that sounds like), “Let us not be weary in well doing: for in due season we shall reap, if we faint not” (Galatians 6:9). Consistency is what produces results and rewards. We cannot win the race if we constantly stop on the sidelines.
Your Challenge: Get up and get moving on that thing…again! This time, STICK TO IT!
Peace, love, and beauty!