No Time for Shame
Hi, it’s me. I’m the problem. It’s me.
That’s how I feel when my husband asks, “Why haven’t you blogged recently?”
I make excuses. I get busy. I worry what others think of me entirely too much. Will I come on too strong? Do I have an opinion they won’t agree with? Fear. Worry. Shame. All of it keeps me from writing.
I don’t want to buy into that anymore. There’s no time for it. I can beat myself up because I failed, once again, to stay consistent in my writing. Or, I can use this boost of excitement and ideas to push me forward.
So much has happened since my last post, and I’ll share details along the way, I’m sure, but I just want to start fresh. No beating myself up, no self-sabotaging before I even begin, just a fresh start.
I grew up in a discipleship culture that, although forgiving and often full of grace, reminded of your mistakes often. They would be brought up at the weirdest of times. Sometimes in an attempt to add humor, sometimes to remind you that you’ve made this mistake before. As if we aren’t all humans daily needing grace. Because of that environment, I tend to encourage bouncing back quickly. Yes, if you hurt or harmed someone, seek forgiveness, make amends and face any consequences that may come from that. If you’re in a pattern of making the same poor decisions over and over, seek help. Find a counselor to walk you through those habits. Seek the Lord in prayer and talk to a mentor.
But don’t wallow in it. Confess. Do better. Move on.
That’s where I am. I know I have a gift. I know I have a voice. I’m sorry I’ve kept it hidden and silent for far too long, but I want to change that. No fretting over the past, just pushing forward to the fresh and new.
Let’s see what happens.
Author: Missy Towers