It’s day ten of my 31-day writing challenge. Like I mentioned before, they don’t call it a challenge for nothing. I didn’t think it would be as difficult as it has been, and twice now, I have thought about quitting. Many times, in the last week or so, I have gotten to the point where I have no idea what I’m going to write about that day up until a few minutes before I’m due to post it. Since I’m now a third of the way through, I thought I’d do a bit of an evaluation of where I am in this challenge and what I’ve learnt so far.
In the Bible, (2 Kings 4:1-7) we read a story about a widow who came to prophet Elisha for help. Her husband had passed away and left behind some debt. She was afraid that the collectors would take her sons and make them slaves to pay off the debts. Elisha had what she had in her house. “A jar of oil.”, she said. He then asked her to borrow as many empty jars as she could from her neighbors and begin to pour the oil she had into them. With the help of her sons, she filled all the jars they had borrowed. When they had no more empty jars, the oil stopped flowing. Elisha then instructed her to sell the oil and pay off her debt and live on whatever money was left over.
I love this story so much because there are so many lessons that can be taken from it. For now, though, I’ll talk about how it applies to my challenge. When I stared, I planned to do most of my writing in advance. That way, I would be sure that I’d have something to post everyday and incase I wasn’t able to write on any day, I would have something banked that I could just hit publish on. Well, that didn’t really work out. Somehow though, I am yet to miss a day, and while I wouldn’t consider what I’ve written masterpieces, it’s definitely more than I’ve done these last few months.
I feel like I’m the widow with the jar of oil. When I started, I didn’t have 31 posts planned out and ready to go. I had one jar of oil and 30 empty ones and as I’ve continued to pour into these “jars” the oil has continued to flow. What I learned on my third day of this challenge, was that I couldn’t depend on my own mind to come up with these posts. It’s all come from God. By listening and obeying (as much as I can), I’m seeing His love and power come alive as I type.
II Corinthians 12:9
And He said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for My strength is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore most gladly I will rather boast in my infirmities, that the power of Christ may rest upon me.