We’ve all had projects that get put on the back burner. Things you had every intention on completing or going back to work on, but never quite getting there. Not necessarily because it wasn’t important to you. It just wasn’t as important as other things in your life at that time. I’m sure if you know me personally for at least a few years, you’d know I’m guilty of blogging irregularly and recently have left my last blog unused for now almost two years. It’s crazy how quickly time has passed.
Writing for me has always been one, if not my favorite, pastimes. But it does demand a few minutes to sit down and collect your mind to create a cohesive and complete thought. I think I’ve began two blogs since I became a mom at 21 years old, not including any I started previous to that, which could amount to an additional three. That’s how great I am at beginning something and not finishing it. Not a badge I wear proudly, but I am thankful I was willing to keep trying over and over, as someone who gets discouraged from failure easily. Being willing to mentally distance myself from the keyboard has helped me to stop looking for moments in motherhood and marriage where I’d have time to sit and write, a mentality that would divide my focus from my family. Now, I know I can write without pressure. Even if it’s my passion, it’s not worth setting my family to the wayside.
So I arrive here again, to a time and place where I am ready to write. I have a hope but most importantly, a much more realistic expectation for myself. I am not a career blogger. I’m not a professional writer to any campacity. I don’t say these things with an attitude of failure but an outlook of flexibility. I am a mother, a wife, and homemaker. My priorities are found in my use of time and 99% of my time is spent pouring into these things. It can be hard and sacrificial, but what kind of real and genuine love is not?
I can’t guarantee regular posts or heart-touching, thought-provoking reading material each time. But I can say, I will always write what is on my heart, with a genuine desire to share with you lessons and wisdom God has kindly provided in my life, so often in the mundane, unexpected moments. I find so many of His lessons extend far beyond our little life-bubbles and apply to so many different circumstances. While my stories might immediately be found to be most relatable on the surface to women and mothers, I hope to reach a broader spectrum of people who are simply trying to live our their lives for Christ, in response to His goodness.
Seeds of Faith is my newest attempt at sharing with you my heart and the grace of God I’ve seen in my life. I hope to encourage, inspire, and motivate my friends, family, and any new readers who find this tiny spot in the internet, to seek after God—to remember that all we need is faith the size of a mustard seed, to see the fingerprints of God in our lives and all around us. As much as our modern church has encouraged this mentality of measuring our faith, I see it as simply being something no one but God can truly weigh. For us, it is simply a question of do we, or don’t we trust Him? That’s it. It’s not a matter of how much. Irs a matter of yes or no. Is He bigger than our problems? Can change our trying circumstances for our good? Can take a terrible tragedy and create a testimony of His love? Is He enough? Yes, yes to each of these and so much more!
Have faith and know that He is God, and His plan and purpose for our lives is always so much greater than our own. No one knows our story better than the author Himself. Find and sow seeds of faith in our hearts and around you.
Love to you, friends 🤍
Seeds of Faith 