Dream Chasin’

Back in September, I had the privilege of attending Proverbs 31 Ministries’ Online Bible Studies’ Real Life Dreams Retreat. Boy, that’s a mouthful!

God reminded me of a dream He gave me — to be a writer. But that’s not all He reminded me of — He also gave me the dream of helping women in ministry with their online presence.

This may sound really weird, but I felt God calling me to my own business again instead of continuing the work I was doing for Proverbs 31 Ministries. It wasn’t that I was doing bad stuff at P31, I wasn’t — it was good. It was helping to reach hundreds of thousands of women, but I was not doing some of the things that I’m really good at.

Things I knew God called me to do.

So, I made a really hard decision to leave my position with P31. Last Friday was my last official day as an employee there. I struggle with the decision greatly. I’ve built P31’s online presence over the last 2 years, and it was really hard for me to let it all go. But that’s what God called me to do.

It was also difficult to say goodbye to all of the ladies whom I call friends there. I pray we stay in touch, but I know it’s not going to be the same as working with them.

Starting January 5th, I’ll be officially opened for business! I want to teach WordPress and how to do some of this online-platform-building stuff that tends to confuse people. And I want to do it from a Godly perspective.

I pray you and yours have a very Merry Christmas! And keep in touch with me in the new year! 2015 is going to be an exciting year!


Dream Killer

I had a dream.

I wanted to be a writer. I was a writer. I wrote on this blog.

And then I went to a conference for writers. Some of the other blog writers I had been friends with only online, I got to meet in person.

But they were chosen. I was not.

So I stopped writing. Disenchanted. Envious.

Why were they chosen and I was not? No one needs to hear my story. There’s someone else out there that can tell it and probably tell it better than me.

Dream Killer. That’s me.

Some people say that they can’t not write. To which I laugh and say I’ve been doing a pretty good job of ignoring God for several years now.

This weekend as I listened to Melissa Taylor talk about Dream Killers and Lisa Allen talk about The Rhythm of a Dream, I’m starting to wake up now.

I have a dream.

I want to be a writer. I am a writer. I am writing on this blog.

So this is me … being a Dream Killer Killer … No more killing my dreams. No more listening to the negative thoughts.

I am a writer. I just need to write.

{Special thanks to Shelly for pulling this out of me. Now send me your blog login information so I can fix it!}

I lost a dream.

Have you seen it?

It was here 4 years ago.

Maybe it’s under that pile of hurt. Not chosen to write on that blog with all my friends.

Or that one. Not chosen to speak at that conference.

Possibly under that layer of jealousy. She did something I’ve been thinking of for years.

One sure thing.

God doesn’t forget. He gave me the dream of writing.

Not writing a book. Not writing magazine articles.

Just writing on my blog.

He reminded me last week at She Speaks — what my dream was.

I buried it under busyness and code.

Ignoring all of His promptings.

Now I must find it.

And know, just writing on my blog is enough when that’s what He’s called me to do.