I can’t count how many times ‘Write a Blog Post’ has popped up as a notification on my phone. I’ve successfully avoided it time and time again, opting instead to do other “good” things that I can justify and feel okay about–but that do not challenge me in the way writing does.
I am afraid to write because written word seems so much more permanent than spoken word. In a spoken conversation, my expressions are momentary, and if you disagree with me I can usually clarify on the move so as to make myself feel better about my stance. But here, it’s just out there. And internally, I deal with questions like:
You sure you want to say that? Y’know, somebody could bring this up later and hold you accountable to this? And you’re pretty young to be writing. You sure you’ve got life figured out enough by now to start writing? Tim Keller and John Piper would probably get a good chuckle seeing this naive attempt to make a point. ‘Nice try, kid.’
Writing intimidates me. I’m not sure I feel qualified to have a written opinion. I’ve changed the title/tagline of this blog more times than I can remember. I worry that I’ll someday run for a high-profile political office or position in vocational ministry and be presented with a question regarding a blog post I made when I was struggling to make a point on the internet.