When I took this course in blogging I found a community of writers that challenge me and bless me on a daily basis. So when one of them mentioned this 31 Day Challenge I was instantly intrigued. And nauseous. And my chest hurt just a little. But that probably meant I should do it soooo….
I’m jumping on. If I believe (and I do) that God has given me a voice to bless others then I should be using it. And while I have been better this year about writing and speaking on a more consistent basis – it’s not enough. I know it’s not enough because I still feel the nag. I still feel the pull deep down in my gut that I should be doing it more. I tried to satisfy the gut issue with a cheeseburger and it didn’t work. So here I go. I’m challenging myself to write for 31 days.
I can not promise you that it’ll be pretty.
I can not promise you that it’ll be earth shaking.
I can not promise anything, really, except that I will write for 31 days about food, faith, family…and it will be just about as real as it gets.