10 years ... where did the time go?

10 years ... where did the time go?
                        

“The noblest art is that of making others happy.” —P.T. Barnum.

I for one can’t believe it has been 10 years since this column debuted, but it has. A lot happened in the last decade, and I have grown so much. I hope you have as well. I have written about the serious to the downright funny, and sometimes I made fun of myself along the way.

This column is a labor of love for me. Seeing how many people have been helped over the years just leaves me in awe. I am deeply touched by people who have come up to me and told me they love the column. I always thought I had nothing good to say that would change someone’s life for the better. I really don’t, but I always try to let God through his Holy Spirit talk through me.

There have been times where I tried a different approach to this column. I thought maybe I should write it more like a pastor, and I did for a while. Another time I talked to a man who came out of the New Age Movement, and I was worried about leading my readers down that road, but now I realize I have to do what I feel God wants me to do. I can care about what others think, or I can care about what God thinks. I still want to be teachable. I want to be open to what others see that I may miss because I don’t want to be blown around with the changing wind of people’s opinions.

I still have to fight to be true to my calling. I feel like we live in an odd time in the history of the church, where it’s either we just talk about the goodness of God and no sin or judgment for sin or we just talk about judgment and not about goodness whatsoever. Whatever happened to being in the middle, where there is sin, but Jesus is the answer to our sin? I struggle with the idea I am just making people feel good. Then I have to pull myself back and tell myself I feel called to encourage people, not be their pastor or savior.

What I am good at is encouraging people to be their best, and when I am down, it helps me to write about life. In a way I help myself by helping others. I go through a lot by having to overcome my cerebral palsy. I feel a responsibility to help others navigate through life. I feel alive when I am writing because I know without a doubt I am fulfilling my purpose in life. I think the greatest thing I can give to my readers is hope and possibly that everything will work out the way it should in the end.

To all my readers, I like you for who God made you to be. May the next 10 be better than the last. Thank you for inviting me into your homes every other week. Everyone is so special to me, and it is you who made this column so successful. From the bottom of my heart, thank you so much. If you keep reading, I’ll keep writing. I love you, and God bless.


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