I was on Facebook when it happened. I was wishing one of my friends a happy birthday, when the friend, in her thanks asked if I was still writing. When I replied that I tried, and thanked her for noticing, she replied with this (copied as is from the Facebook post):
even if you express something you can only share with God, exercise your gift. If you don’t you will only be hurting yourself. There is greatness in you!
Needless to say, that comment got an immediate like from me. I’m not so sure about the “greatness” part, but the part about exercising my gift really got to me. I would be a bit disingenuous if I said I didn’t care about the numbers of viewers or blog hits I get when I write, but at the same time, I started a blog to give myself an outlet to write. That outlet serves no purpose if I don’t actually do it.
But what that message has done—it has given me a challenge to make time to write. Something, anything and click the publish button. Not every post is going to get Freshly Pressed—in fact, I have never had a post get that lofty distinction—but that is just fine. As long as I keep thinking of something to write about, and make the effort to take that idea from brain to fingers to the digital ether, that will satisfy me. Anything else is gravy. If there is one thing I am grateful for on this day, it is that I have an ability to write and the opportunity and access send it out, whether it is seen by one, one hundred or one hundred thousand people.