Yeah, yeah, I know. You are reading this on a blog. I typed in these words and published them on the interwebs for all to see. But I’m not really a blogger. I’m not a daily writer. I’ve never even considered myself to be a writer. I do, however, have more ideas than I am able to keep in my head. This is why I have blogged on and off since college.
A couple months ago I took an online course on how to better your blog. It was about marketing and growing an audience and crafting a mission. I tried. I re-vamped. I ran my headlines through an analyzer to create more intrigue (yes, that’s a thing). I tried posting twice a week. It’s just not for me.
I can’t keep up with a world of constant content generation. I don’t have that much to say and I don’t believe anyone cares to read every one of the mundane thoughts. I’d like to be more true to myself. I want to care less who’s reading. I want to write because I’m inspired, because I’m learning something, or because I have something of value to share.
Because writing, for me, has never really been about being a blogger. It’s not about growing a social media community. It’s not about readership. I have stories to share. I have things that God is teaching me and showing me that I think can be helpful for someone else.
So, all seven readers out there, I promise this: I will continue to share. When I feel the tug of the Holy Spirit. When there is something of value to share, I will share. I will listen and process this life with eyes that see Jesus in every nook and cranny. I will not force a weird blogging schedule and agenda. I’m just not built for it, and nobody needs more internet garbage out there. Right?
Can I get a do-over?