Feb 25, 2011 2
Why Do You Write?
I can’t remember a moment where I decided I should write. It was something that I had to do. Throughout my life I can look back at different moments where, given the chance, I jumped into writing.
I remember cringing the first time my teacher read a story I’d written to my sixth grade class. No one laughed at the part where the dolphins took over the fishing the boat. Years later I watched an episode of the Simpsons where a bunch of dolphins took over Springfield and thought to myself, “Now that’s how it’s done!”
When I realized that I wouldn’t fit into traditional ministry, I count it God’s grace that I was forced to figure out what to do with my life. I’ve stumbled through day jobs since I graduated from seminary in 2005, sometimes finding niches that used my abilities in very fulfilling ways. However, writing has been the one constant. Back in February 2005, my friend Josh started this blog, and I gradually gave myself to it.
Writing has been a lifeline for me, but I think it has caused a few problems to the extent that if I wrote it, I think I put it into practice. For a Christian, this is dangerous trap. So now I’m trying to only write about what I’ve actually done, not what I think we should do.
I only write about stuff like giving food to the poor or visiting prisoners because I’ve done those things. I’m still way too intimidated to do ministry in the rough neighborhoods around our home. We’ll see.
However, rethinking my blog as a tool to encourage Christians with their daily struggles to live like Jesus has been quite good for me. I still end up writing stuff that’s out in left field from time to time, but having some kind of a mission really helps.
If I’m not aiming to write a post that encourages someone to either draw near to God or serve others in some way, what I’m I trying to do? Am I aiming for lots of hits and comments? Am I trying to sound clever?
I hope the preachy, disgruntled version of myself never comes back. I’m much happier and fulfilled now that I have God’s mission in mind for my writing. I delete a lot of stuff now. I write rough drafts and file them away.
When I write something, I have an opportunity to change someone’s day, hopefully even turn that person’s life in a positive direction. At the very least, I may provide a few seconds of encouragement. I’ve learned that I need to care less and less about being right or clever.
When I write, I have a chance to be part of God’s redeeming work on earth. It’s an honor that I hope I learn to never squander.
Questions for You:
Do you have a particular mission for your writing?
I’d love to know what your personal reasons are for writing.













