as i approached the century mark for the WayWard follower, i suppose something deep within me yearned for a post of some impact. i’d hoped that i could write something that would matter. something with weight. something to make a difference with my words or leave some significant footprint in the blogosphere.
high hopes? perhaps. but the desire still stirs within me.
after all, it’s my 100th post.
yet it turns out this post is pregnant with meaning not for others, but for myself. on the cusp of yet another season of financial uncertainty and instability, i’ve decided to do something unusual. something surprisingly unexpected. something drastic.
i’m actually going to do something.
rather than move on to the next open opportunity for part time employment while i anxiously await the approach of full-time employment in ministry, i feel deeply inspired to dive into something i’ve only tentatively dipped my toes in.
i’m going to write.
rather than give my passion the leftovers after a workday split between ministry and something else that pays me minimum wage, i have determined to actively pursue the opportunity to use my words and experiences to inspire others.
and in becoming resolved to that end, it appears that i’ve inspired myself.