Although I’ve had an idea for a blog post simmering on the back burner for a few weeks, various considerations convince me to hold off a little longer before writing it. This understanding that I should wait a while is terribly inconvenient at the moment because I can’t think of anything else to write.
Daily blogging has its disadvantages.
As I’ve said several times, days like today make me miss my old blog, which was all about me. Most of the time, I ended up writing about the Lord, but sometimes I recounted our Boston Adventures, showed progress on my digital art projects or just wrote for the sake of writing.
Today is one of those days that I feel like writing simply for the sake of writing. I’m probably watching too many episodes of The Walton’s and envying John-Boy’s lyrical descriptions of the mountain and its inhabitants. (Psst — young people: Amazon Prime streams all nine seasons.) How luxurious to write about the wind in the pine trees, the sweet murmur of family members bidding each other good night or quirky old maids who don’t quite understand that their Papa’s recipe is actually bootleg whiskey. I’d love writing about my memories like John-Boy wrote about his.
Yet having a blog focused on discipling women has been good for my writing, I believe. In reality, writers like Earl Hamner (the real-life John-Boy) can successfully write about pine trees, family bedtime rituals and spinsters operating stills because they feel passionate about those things. If I tried writing about my memories as a young adult in San Rafael, CA, most of my stories would implode. While writing that way seems attractive on days like today, I honestly don’t think I’d enjoy writing that way for very long.
The two greatest rules in writing are:
- Write about what you know
- Write about what you care about
I know and care about the Bible. I know that most evangelical churches in the United States of America compromise God’s Word and fail to teach sound doctrine. I know that false teachers and false teaching makes inroads even into solid churches because people don’t have good foundations in how to study Scripture. I care about the truth of God’s Word and about the growing number of professing Christians who don’t know His Word.
In an episode of The Walton’s that I recently watched, Jason tries to explain why he’s a Baptist to his Jewish girlfriend. He says nothing about the Lord Jesus Christ, but he comments on his baptism by saying, “It meant a lot to me at the time, but now I don’t know why.” That confession bothered me, not because I care about a fictional character, but because I see people I’ve known and loved walking away from Christ with similar attitudes.
Such people haven’t really known Christ nor have they been grounded in His Word. I don’t imagine, of course, that my writing could stop the apostasy that we’re seeing in ever increasing numbers, but I trust the Holy Spirit to use my little blog as He sees fit.
Today I might feel like writing the sort of things that John-Boy Walton wrote. But I have a different passion. Hopefully a more eternal passion.