I abandoned my old blog for two major reasons:

1. I didn’t want the name “the relentless busybody” anymore.

2. I didn’t like how disorganized the posts where. I wanted a blog with a central theme.

For like a month or two, I pondered on what the new blog would be about. I wanted a blog dedicated to myself, my feelings, my thoughts, some sort of a public journal (because I wanted to know myself better and harmonize the different parts of myself). Then, I also wanted a blog dedicated to content creation and creatives. So, I decided to create two new blogs: a WordPress blog for myself and a medium blog for creatives. The latter is still non-existent by the way.

So yeah, the blog you’re reading this post from is the result of that decision. You see when I started this blog, I was in a bad place. I was inside of myself and melancholic so I was writing a lot. This blog was the only thing I had going on for me at that point. I wasn’t really interacting with people neither was I praying that much. However, I knew the Holy Spirit wanted me to come pour all my feelings here (even though I wasn’t really involving or engaging him) so I did.

I began to feel better and my posts reduced. I mean, I was writing but it wasn’t like when I just started the blog (I write more when I’m going through lows). Nevertheless, I kept posting because I knew that as much as I kept telling myself that this blog is for me, the Holy Spirit plans to use it to reach out to people. Especially the ones who need to understand that they’re not alone in trying to make sense of this huge life. I have these things I call my Es. I say I write to Enlighten, Enliven and Encourage. Basically, when people read me (my writing), I want them to learn something new, feel rejuvenated and laugh.

However, I have this bad habit of hoarding my writings. I naturally do not write to share. I write to express myself and arrange my thoughts so most times, I feel like why should this concern others? How could it possibly help them? On one hand, I know that the fact that these posts are relatable makes them relevant content because most times people just want to know that they’re not alone and someone somewhere understands. On another hand, I think nobody cares about the story of my life so I better keep my stuff to myself. This is how I lost numerous articles, completed stories, journal entries and random writings. My phone went off and never came on again and because I never shared these things, I lost them for good.

The Holy Spirit is teaching me that all I am, all I know and all I have is not just for me, it’s for people. He showers us with blessings so we can bless others. It’s not enough to be light. We must shine for all to see and follow suit (inserts Matthew 5 vs 16). He’s teaching me to give, not just my time and resources but my experiences, the lessons I’ve learned, the ones I’m still learning and then some to others. He’s teaching me to receive too. The truth is: no one can grow in isolation. By ourselves, we’d survive but together we’d thrive and we were made to thrive. He’s teaching me to reach out to people and respond to those reaching out to me because it’s in teaching and learning from one another that we grow. I mean, what’s the use of all I know and learn if it doesn’t help others?

He’s teaching me that being sensitive enough to know what is wrong is not enough. I must take action. He reminds me that love is an action word. Love is an expression of faith and love is all I’ve been called to do. Love is the summary of everything and what is love? Love is Jesus. Jesus is the perfect representation of God’s love. So if the goal is to be like Jesus and make Jesus proud, what better way is there than to love? This is where I remind him that humans are a lot and sometimes I just want to go somewhere like mount sinai or the Island of Patmos or something with just me and God. Then he reminds me that I’m not supposed to love by my strength but by his spirit.

Now, in a bid to be a less selfish and more loving person I’d be more intentional about writing and sharing my writings. I’d also remind myself that the words I speak and write are not mere words, they are spirit and they are life. They should indeed enlighten, encourage and enliven and they will. So help me God. Amen.

Cheerssssss.