It’s been over three weeks since I started this blog, and I have yet to mention it to anyone. It has been liberating to privately process my thoughts using the written word. And over the past three weeks, I have accomplished part of my goal for this blog – I have been preaching the truth to myself as I type. But I believe there’s more potential for this small corner of the internet. The other reason I’m blogging is to tell the truth to others, to invite others to “taste and see that the Lord is good” (Psalm 34:8).
I think one reason for my apprehension in sharing this blog with others is fear. I know that no matter how small or large my readership is, words on the internet seem to invite contention, arguments, and criticism. This concept was addressed beautifully by Jen Hatmaker earlier this week. In a post titled “A Bar and a Pole,” Hatmaker describes how much easier it is to jump to devastating conclusions rather than to extend grace.
I’m not looking for contention or arguments, and my insecurity never begs for criticism. But I have been gripped by the good news of what Jesus accomplished, and I can’t keep it a secret anymore.
If I say, “I will not mention his word or speak anymore in his name,” his word is in my heart like a fire, a fire shut up in my bones. I am weary of holding it in; indeed, I cannot. -Jeremiah 20:9
I feel you, Jeremiah. There’s a fire in my heart, and I can’t hold it in. So here I go, about to let it out. And you, whoever you are, welcome into the flames.