I am about a week and a half into this blogging journey and I want you to know how scary this is for me. On a cold, Friday afternoon, after two extra cups of coffee, I sat on my new, big, red couch (more on this later) feeling really brave and decided to create my blog. So I did. It took me until Monday to work up the courage to write my first post. Once I had written it, it took me a couple of more hours to work up the courage to hit the Publish button. When I did hit Publish I closed my eyes and winced as if someone were yanking a band aid off of the most sensitive part of my body. (Fyi…the Publish button is bullying me around a bit. It taunts me every time I sit down to write. Staring at me from the right hand side of the screen as if daring me to touch it. You can pray for me. In fact, please do, I have no idea what I am doing technically speaking.)

My second day of blogging I figured out how to link my blog to my Facebook page. It took me several more days to actually link it and share a post there. To me that was scarier than hitting the Publish button. I had a mild panic attack afterwards. My hands were shaking, my breathing became irregular, my legs felt rubbery and I got nauseous. I felt like I had just invited the whole world (well 124 of them, Facebook friends) into my bedroom to go through my underwear drawer or worse to see me naked. In fact, my heart is racing this very minute just thinking about it again. I have issues with naked.

All that said, it is becoming more and more apparent that I struggle with letting people in. With letting them see the real me. To allow them to know me, all of me – the good, the bad and the ugly. So that’s part of what this space is about. Sharing myself, an image bearer of God, and my journey with others. Something of a personal travel journal.

For those of you who know and love me and might be concerned that I am probably working out some issues I am wrestling with right here on my blog, in public, let me just say upfront, you are probably exactly right! I think that if I am wrestling then others are too. Also, you know how frugal I am, this is free and I can do it from home. Counseling is expensive and I have to get dressed and go out for it.

I will leave you with a quote by Theodore Roosevelt that the Lord used to encourage me during my panic attack:

“It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood, who strives valiantly; who errs and comes short again and again; because there is not effort without error and shortcomings; but who does actually strive to do the deed; who knows the great enthusiasm, the great devotion, who spends himself in a worthy cause, who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement and who at the worst, if he fails, at least he fails while daring greatly. So that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who know neither victory nor defeat.”


4 thoughts on “Disclaimer

  1. Alison Lapinsky says:

    Kim, I am so proud of you for stepping out! I am blessed by your vulnerability, your willingness, your wittiness, and your boldness. I started a blog about a year ago and felt all of the same emotions you did but got somewhat stumped by a question that someone asked me about my blog one day and I let it stop me dead in my tracks, believing that if I didn’t have an answer, I must not be qualified to write….intimidated by the fact that I didn’t have an answer for them, it has kept me from writing for nearly a year. Thanks for the encouragement, I think I can move forward now!

  2. Melissa says:

    Kim Courageous! Never doubted it for a minute. As a matter of fact, have come to rely on it.

  3. scstaley says:

    Paul, David, and Abraham didn’t have a publish button, but I feel quite sure that they had moments, after they opened their mouth, put ink to papyrus, or took a step into battle, where they thought, “What have I done?” I love that you are stepping out in faith, not knowing the outcome, but being obedient to the voice inside. “Without faith it is impossible to please God.” I think the Father must have a great big smile on His face right now.

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