body of water between mountains
Photo by Matthew DeVries on

Check out the featured post and read more here:

I’ve been praying a lot lately. For the Lord to help me in this season while longing for the next one. But I never knew sorting my thoughts from His own could be so confusing. 

In 1 Corinthians 14:33, Paul writes that “God is not a God of disorder but of peace—as in all the congregations of the Lord’s people” (NIV). He goes on to explain that when one hears from God, they should weigh carefully what is said. The KJV even calls God our Author, that is, the source of our peace and direction. 

A Firm Calling

Since 14, I’ve felt the immense calling to write full-time. I went into education because my parents said it was a safe career. They didn’t believe I could make it as a writer and called it a starving art. It wasn’t that they didn’t believe in me, but they didn’t want to see me struggle. Education seemed like a decent fit because I knew I could use my gift of writing in combination with my social skills. 

And yet, as the years of teaching have gone by, I’ve still desired to write. And not just as a hobby, but full-time. Live, breathe, eat, and sleep something with a pen and a notebook. Something that cries out from within. 

It wasn’t until I joined the Author Conservatory nearly two years ago that I began to have hope in this future. 

And it wasn’t until I lived through a decade of physical and mental health struggles that I realized He would call me to write just that. Talk about a daunting task.