When I decided to pursue my writing career, I knew of no other author who could guide me through the process. Those I expressed my aspirations with looked at me with disbelief. Although they may not have openly questioned my goals, I knew that in the back of their minds, they questioned my success. It was the kind of skepticism that whispered, “Oh yeah, we’ve heard that before!” But I never allowed their disbelief to influence the direction I believed God was taking me.
I wasn’t sure where I was going or even how to begin such a journey, but one thing I knew for sure was that I believed in God. I had absolute confidence in His character. I knew that if God had put the desire to write within me, He would definitely give me whatever tools necessary to fulfill His will. As the Scriptures read, “Delight yourself in the Lord and He will give you the desires of your heart” (Psalms 37:4 NKJV).
My story is different from other writers. I didn’t grow up with the aspiration to become a professional writer. On the contrary, I simply wanted to get married, have children, and do the work of God.