... when you don't know what to write. I'm so excited to have faithfully published a blog every Tuesday since the start of the year. And each week I have been hit with the inspiration stick so it's been fun and relatively easy... until today. I have no idea what to write about. So I asked my husband if I should write about what to write about... and well, you know his answer. Dog stuck in watering bucketThis does lead to me think about what it feels like to be stuck. Do you ever feel stuck? Not necessarily stuck for words, but stuck in thought, action, inaction, etc. Maybe stalled is a better word. I have been stalled all day. In fact, I didn't even officially start my day until 6:30 p.m. this evening (that would be Monday evening, emphasis on MONDAY). Do you ever have days like that or am I floating on this cold, stuck, stalled Monday evening iceberg alone?
God has given me a gift in Discovering Me. He is providing me a rare opportunity to tell my story so it can be used for His glory. But if I continue to bury the story in the ground out of fear, I risk losing it. I risk losing a chance to help other women understand how valuable they are just the way they are.
I'm not about to state what I will accomplish in 2017 - no way. Been there. Done that, and I have often had to eat crow. So no crow eating for 2017. So instead, I am going to say less and do more... a whole lot more. And with everything I approach, run it through my focus litmus test. In kindness I may have to tell someone their request is "not my focus".