By: Stephanie Adams
When I was in my late teens, I realized this gift I had for writing poetry. It was after the passing of a friendís dad that I sat down and wrote my first poem for the family. In the years before, I had never even thought about writing a poem or anything else for that matter, but the words just seemed to flow from a place that I had never tapped into. I kept writing poems, and even submitted them to contests, and won several awards. Then, I just stopped. I got caught up in the busyness of life, and didnít have time to sit and write.
Some years later, I decided I wanted to go back to school. I felt that if I had a better education I would have a better career. In going back to school, I realized my gift for writing wasnít limited to poetry. It seemed that every class I took gave weekly writing assignments. At first, I was nervous about having to write and I didnít think I could write. Then, the grades for these papers started being posted, and I was surprised. My Instructors always gave me great comments, and I always got an A. I then shared some of my writings with my mom, then my Pastor at church, and both really liked my work. My Pastor even told our Bible Study group that I was a ďprolific writerĒ. I had no idea what he meant by that. I just thought I had written some things for school, and shared them, I never dreamed it would be the gift I was ever going to pursue professionally.
Over the past several months, I have realized that this gift for writing is the passion inside me. Itís the thing that brings joy to my life. I love writing and would love for this to be the gift that God has given me to pursue for my future. Of course, I realize this gift needs to be developed and nurtured, but it has become the desire of my heart.
For me, writing is therapeutic. It is the thing God has given to me to reach people for His purpose. I believe we all have a gift inside us and sometimes itís a gift we never realize until weíre older. I was 35 years old when I decided to go back to school, I never would have imagined before that I could ever be a writer. Writing was not on the agenda for a Major or Minor when choosing my classes. My major was Nutrition. It was something I decided to pursue because it dealt with food, and it was interesting to me. Now, I truly feel that writing is not only a gift, but my calling. It is the purpose God has had for me all along. Maybe Iím not the best writer, and maybe I never will be, but I believe I have something to say that someone needs to hear.
I donít want to wake up 10 years from now and wonder if I could have done this if I hadnít been afraid. I want to explore the possibilities and have no regrets. I believe if we choose to follow a dream, and develop a gift, itís never time wasted. How will we ever know if we can if we donít try? I for one want to know what could be. I want to know where this could lead. I want to know what the purpose is. Besides, if the journey of pursuing the passion has already been this amazing, I donít want to miss the destinationÖ