A few years ago, I took a leap of faith. I told myself, my husband, God that I was going to really try to give a real effort at a career in writing. It has informed many of the decisions I have made in my life the last few years. I stop and I think sometimes that I haven’t made very made strides. I haven’t even published anything yet. However, I am writing every day. I am working every day. I am making steps one day at a time. I don’t know where this journey will take me, but I am starting to realize that the end of my journey isn’t as important as the journey itself.
Almost thirty years ago, I took another leap of faith with God in relation to my mental disorder. I made a promise with God and it has informed almost all my decisions. As I look back at the last thirty years, I have made mistakes and I have had some triumphs, but I have grown as a person and God has guided my along my journey. I would have never realized back then that this leap of faith would have gotten me so far and will continue to do so, but it has helped me to become the person I am and to trust in God.
I might feel like I am lost in the weeds sometimes when it comes to writing. Sometimes I feel like I am trying to climb a very tall steep mountain. Yet, I’m going to keep going, I don’t care what anyone else says, I am just going to continue to trust in God and see where He leads me.
My faith saved me. May God’s peace reside in all of our hearts.
