I am 41 and I have declared my major. I am an English major. I've come full circle. Let me explain.
In my earlier years, in this thing called "life", I wrote - and I
believe I wrote well. Somehow, somewhere, someone told me that I could not write, and I believed them. I believed their lies and because of that I my spirit was crushed. I have, since then, avoided taking college courses that dealt with literature and writing. I struggled with this for such a long time, that it has cost me years out of my life when it came to finishing college. I am 41 and still a
sophomore in college. Due to this fear, I have felt inadequate and dumb.
In 2004, God sent me my help mate, my loving wife, Robin. She has been my biggest cheerleader, supporter and encourager. She was the very first one to tell me, "You're a good writer." And she continues to do so. Baby, if you're reading this - thank you so much for loving me and for always encouraging me.
I started working at Spring Baptist Church on July 16, 2006 and one of my job responsibilities, was to promote the single adult ministry in our monthly newsletter. I guess, God was going to make sure that I stopped running from the lies that I had come to believe so such a long time. So I began writing. Again my wife continued to express to me how good of a writer I was. Yet again, I still fought to believe that, but could not accept it. One day, someone told me that they enjoyed reading my articles and that I wrote well. I then started to notice that as I read, I would pick out all of the mistakes people would make in their writings. My wife, again would say, it's because your a writer and that's what
natural writers do. Of course I didn't listen. Little did I know it, she was planting a seed in my mind.
On June 8, 2007, my baby girl Sophie was born. She came 11 weeks early weighing in at a mere 1 pound and 14 ounces. And because of her stature, she had to stay in the hospital for 6 weeks. During that time, people were always asking about her status, and it seemed like we were always having to repeat ourselves over and over again. Then one day, my wife found a website that allowed us to blog about our baby and if people wanted to log in to read it, they could. This avenue of communication, served two purposes. First, it allowed us to inform everyone at once about Sophie's condition and secondly, it forced me to write, which is something I hated to do.
As I continued to write, I noticed that I was feeling a little bit more confident in my abilities. In the fall of 2008, I decided to go back to school. I signed up for one class, in order to get my feet wet. During the school year, I chose my major and it was B.A. of Interdisciplinary Studies. Basically, a general degree. As the semester came to a close, I found out that before I could register for class, I had to meet with a counselor. The day I met with my
counselor, she discussed my choice in majors. Long story short, I decided to choose English as my major because I knew that in order to
conquer my fears, I had to face it and I had to challenge myself.
Wow! I never thought I'd be saying this, but I am not as scared as I once was. I know that this is a challenge that is going to help me with my confidence. I am no where close to being where I want to be as a writer, but I know that with God's
strength and with my beautiful wife's love, support and encourgement, I can and will get there. I can see the light at the end of the tunnel.