I grew up, got married and had two kids. I became a Christian and got busy serving at church. I cooked and baked and painted and sewed and read. But I never contemplated writing.
Then I was asked to teach, and then to write short devotions. But I still didn’t consider myself a writer.
And then God slowed me down. He has a way of doing that. And I found more time to sit at the computer.
A friend suggested I start a blog. She said I was a writer. I wasn’t sure if I should believe her.
God slowed me down even more. I couldn’t stand for long to cook or bake or shop anymore. Painting was out of the question. So I began to write. I remembered the words of my friend, and I started a blog.
I didn’t think of myself as a writer, but God did. He slowed me down so I could see what He saw. He wanted to show me some things so I could share them with you.
God has brought me to this place to show me that I am a writer. He has made me so. Not for myself or my purposes but to glorify and magnify the Name of Jesus. And for that privilege I will humbly say, I am a writer!
(This is my submission for the I Am a Writer contest for the blog Jeff Goins Writer.)