It's seriously something I was born with...
I've always questioned how it's come so natural, ya know this whole writing thing. By the time I hit my Junior Year of High School I had wanted to write a book and quite frankly the only thing that stopped me (and is still stopping me) is the sheer fact that I don't make the time to do it. But no matter what, any essay I wrote, any research paper I hammered out, any message I've sent, any article I've written and yet I still have yet to never find the words. Eventually he always brings them to me.
Tonight, while I was cooking up some Taco Meet for my Taco Salad I let my ever spinning train of thought tumble down a long cycle of a very long checklist. And every time I make that checklist I can't help but put the "Read my Bible" checkbox at the bottom of the list. Stepping back for a moment and stepping into the realization that I always make it my last priority was a hard one to swallow. I know that God is always with me, I know he has my life planned out. But why do I keep expecting him to be good when all I ever do is place him on the back burner? Just like writing, reading has always come easy to me. For the longest time I was the best ranked reader in my hometown graduating class, it didn't just come out of nowhere. It was a gift that I was given long before that teenage judgmental "I'm better than you" stage set in. So, if I was such a good reader... what was keeping me from opening up my bible and digging deeper into his word?
After a couple of hours in deep thought, there was only one simple answer I could come up with. The Enemy. He was the one keeping me from opening the pages of my bible and let me tell you, that isn't the only thing he's been hard at work with. He has been very hard at work, clocking every second on his timesheet... especially in this season of life.
But, I asked myself... "What is one thing that I can do, that he can't take away from me?" and instantly I knew. I knew I needed to write. But, I felt this tug on my heart telling me that I no longer needed to keep these words hidden in a journal. Or keep these words written on my heart. Therefore, I chose to start a blog. Who knew, Claire Scheopner would ever start a blog. I always thought she was that girl that kept things quiet and hustled hard. Well truth be told, he has given me a gift and, this is my shot at sharing it with you. So here's to writing about the real, the hard, the suck, and even more so, the amazing. I know I can't be the only one who doesn't always see the light at the end of the tunnel. There's is no need for us to feel alone in this great big world.
I hope these words and the words to come bless you and yours beyond all measure!
Always feel free to reach out if you need anything at all:)
1 Peter 4:10
