Writing. Through my teenage years I wrote. A lot. And then. I stopped. I lost interest. I lost time. I lost what I thought I needed to write.
Until one day. New Year's Eve 2016. God said. Take pictures and write.
And my own little Instagram began in the Notes section of my phone. A picture with a phrase. A phrase that turned into a sentence. A sentence that turned into paragraphs. A phone that turned into a computer.
And those little phrases and sentences and paragraphs became part of my healing.
Then today. After months of ignoring it. Pushing it away. I am finally taking a step in obedience and putting my thoughts. My heart. My writing. Out there.
So. Here goes...
So glad you are obeying the prompting of the Spirit. Hugs!