"One generation shall praise Your works to another, And shall declare Your mighty acts." Psalm 145:4That's what I want this space to be. I want it to be a place where I can praise God's works to others and declare His mighty acts. I want to show gratitude for life's simple gifts that often come in the way of sweet kids, yummy food, and a creative spirit. I want to be bold in declaring God's goodness in my life in spite of the difficult paths He often asks us to walk. I want to share my words and stories (and really cute kids) so that other women may know that they are not alone. This mothering road can be long and lonely and I want others to be comforted in knowing that there are other women choosing to see beauty in the mundane, gratitude in the messy, and hope in the chaos. I'm just one woman. But I am one woman who refuses to let my role as a mother and a keeper of home and hearts be seen as anything other than a precious, precious gift. So there are my ten words (plus some). Now maybe I can keep this ball rolling.
I overwhelm easily. If there is a big mess in the kitchen, I avoid it. If I have a long to-do list, Facebook lures me in. If I have a project to do, I read another book with my two-year old. Getting started (or getting started again) is hard. A few years ago, I came up with a way to overcome the kitchen-avoidance issue. I call it "10 Things." The gist of it is this: I go into the kitchen and I find ten things to do. This could be putting things away, throwing garbage in the bin, or putting away clean dishes. Just ten things. I promise myself that after those ten things, I can be done. What I have learned is that getting started is the hardest part. Almost every time, once my ten things are done (usually only taking a few minutes), I realize that since the hard part of getting started is over, it's easy to continue. So I just keep going. Little by little. Step by step. That's the way most great things get done. Just ten things. And then let the ball roll. Which brings me to my title: Ten Words. Maybe the cure for blogging overwhelm is to just type the first ten words. And then, as you can plainly see, the rest keep coming. You see, I love this little blog. I have blogged since 2006 and while my words and spaces have taken different shapes and sizes, putting heart words out into a public space is something I love. When 99.9% of my thoughts stay in my head, my introverted brain finds relief when that other .1% finds a place to fall. But when life gets busy (which is almost always), blogging gets set aside. And then like the mess in the kitchen, the thoughts and memories and words I want to share start to pile up. And I get overwhelmed. I don't know where to start. Add in my still-current struggle with knowing what place my words should have, and I close the WordPress editing window just as soon as I open it. So what draws me back? Why don't I just let it go? Well, because words are powerful. Lives are powerful. Each and every day I am touched and moved by books and blogs whose authors have sought to craft words in such a way that God is honored, I am challenged, and my heart is spurred to action. I was talking with someone recently who said something along the lines of, "Just because someone has something to say does not mean that God wants them to say it." True enough. But we can't hold back all the words.