I haven't really shared this with many people but I feel I need to share it with you. For some reason this memory has been coming up in my head for a couple of months. Which makes me feel I should write it. Friend, I have always loved to write, I always have a journal, and love to write in my computer at home. I started writing a book about the women in my family for my daughter. Writing helps me to grow and helps me to heal. I want to touch and inspire others as well.
I doubt myself often and stop myself many times when it comes to writing. Just recently I started to open up and share. As a teenager I had a typing class. Yes, it would be considered an antique today. It was a large metal typewriter that sat on my desk. Everyone next to me typed so quickly. I was slow. I just couldn't get it down. I adored my teacher, just like all of them, I had such respect and would sit in the front of the class if I had the opportunity too. So many times I tried to hit the keys and I would hit the wrong key. I reversed the keys many times and got so frustrated. Why, couldn't I get this typing thing down? When the timer would go on to test speed I automatically tensed up. My teacher stood over me one day and said, "Your just never going to get it! I don't know what your going to do for a living to take care of yourself!" Then she started to name different things and said, "Oh but you will have to type to do that!" Meaning I couldn't be much.
Wow, that crushed me to my heart. It caused so much doubt. First of all I was embarrassed because my classmates heard, she spoke confusion on my life and discouraged me. I had a father and mother that told me I could do anything and I knew I could. I passed the class yes but not with an A and definitely not the fastest one in the class. So I had this little battle of doubt in me. I just wrote my words at home or in a journal.
Now I work at an Amazing University and I sit behind a desk and type all day. I respond to emails, create agenda's, type minutes for board meetings. I also started a blog because some of the most precious things my mom left behind are her words in a journal and the notes from her bible studies. This made me want to leave something behind for my family.
Have you ever had doubt, been stopped or told you couldn't do something? I say go and do what you have been called to do! Reach for it, work hard at it, and press on. That person that disappointed you and made you feel less isn't the voice to hear. Don't allow confusion or doubt to rule. Work harder! Reach for your dreams! Listen to your passion!
I press on toward the goal to win the prize for which God has called me heavenward in Christ Jesus. Philippians 3:14