Sometimes I wonder if I’m supposed to be blogging. Honestly, it makes some people very angry.
My posts on feminism and homosexuality got lots of hateful comments or people arguing with me in a way meant to make me feel bad, stooping to name-calling at times even.
My series of posts on dating damaged a friendship for a while, which hurt.
Why do I persist?
Well, it honestly doesn’t matter how many people I offend. It doesn’t matter how many times I get cussed at or called stupid.
It matters how many people I touch. How many people I reach.
I believe I am doing the right thing. I pray about my posts and comments and firmly believe that Christians are meant to be outspoken about issues like these.
As long as I get one person who says “Thank you for that” or just one person who saw a new, good perspective, then all the persecution is worth it. Every word that hurt me, every uncomfortable situation is worth one person saying that my post helped them consider what God has to say.
I am not completely selfless or else I would say I am doing this entirely to bring people to God. Sometimes I blog for me. Yes, I like the popularity. I’m human.
But at the core of it all I want to bring God glory. I want to show people what I have seen in the truth of the Bible. I do not think I am self-righteous. I do not believe I am better than anyone else and I hope I do not come across that way. I just want people to see God in the issues we’re dealing with today.
That is why I blog.