For a long time I have wrestled with something that feels both simple and frustrating…consistency.
I love God’s Word. I love reading my Bible, studying passages, and writing down what the Lord is teaching me. My phone and notebooks are filled with notes, reflections, and half-finished thoughts. I have so many drafts saved…ideas that stirred my heart in the moment but never quite became a finished piece.
When it comes to sitting down and turning those thoughts into a cohesive blog post, my motivation often disappears.
If I’m being honest, this wasn’t always my struggle.
Years ago, before I was truly walking with Christ, writing came easily to me. I had a couple of different blogs, in one of those I wrote erotica, and I had no shortage of motivation. The attention was immediate…subscribers, likes, comments, and constant feedback. My flesh loved it. The validation was intoxicating, and it made writing feel effortless.
But when the Lord saved me and began transforming my heart, my desires changed.
I no longer want attention for its own sake. I don’t want to write things that feed the flesh…mine or anyone else’s. I want my words to honor God. I want to use whatever gift He has given me to point people to Christ and to share the truth of the Gospel.
Yet strangely, writing about faith can sometimes feel harder than writing about anything else.
Part of that struggle is simply the reality of the flesh. Even after we are born again, the flesh does not disappear. It still craves ease, comfort, and distraction. It resists discipline. It whispers that starting tomorrow would be better than starting today.
As Paul writes:
“For the flesh lusts against the Spirit, and the Spirit against the flesh; and these are contrary to one another.”
— Galatians 5:17 (NKJV)
The flesh is lazy.
And if I’m honest, I sometimes find myself waiting for God to “move” me before I begin writing. I tell myself that when the inspiration comes, then I will write. When I feel led, then I will organize my thoughts and publish them.
But lately I’ve been realizing that that way of thinking is backward.
What if God is not waiting to move me?
What if He is simply waiting for me to be faithful?
Scripture reminds us that faithfulness often looks like ordinary obedience. It looks like showing up, doing the work, and trusting God with the results.
“And whatever you do, do it heartily, as to the Lord and not to men.”
— Colossians 3:23 (NKJV)
It means writing even when the words feel imperfect. It means sharing truth even when there may be little applause. It means, relying on Him, not my feelings.
The truth is, God never asked us to measure our work by likes, followers, or comments.
He asks us to be faithful. In all things.
“Moreover it is required in stewards that one be found faithful.”
— 1 Corinthians 4:2 (NKJV)
When I look back at my life, I can clearly see that God gave me the ability to write. For years I used that ability in ways that did not honor Him. Now that my heart has changed, I don’t want that gift to sit unused simply because discipline is harder than inspiration.
Writing about faith may not bring the same kind of attention the world celebrates. But that is not the point.
The point is obedience.
The point is using what God has given me in a way that glorifies Him.
Scripture also reminds us not to grow weary in doing good, even when the results are not immediate.
“And let us not grow weary while doing good, for in due season we shall reap if we do not lose heart.”
— Galatians 6:9 (NKJV)
So this is my small step forward. Instead of waiting for perfect motivation, I am choosing faithfulness. Instead of letting drafts sit unfinished, I am choosing to write, even if the post is simple.
Maybe the discipline will grow over time. Maybe the words will become clearer as I keep going.
But one thing I know for certain… the gifts God gives us are never meant to be buried.
“For the gifts and the calling of God are irrevocable.”
— Romans 11:29 (NKJV)
And by His grace, I don’t want to waste it anymore. Time to start going through my drafts!
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