Why I Decided to Start a Blog (In a Nutshell)

So. This is happening. I'm blogging. And you might be wondering why: why now, what for, and what about? To be honest, I'm still figuring out the answer to all of those questions. All I know is that I've felt a bit of a pull to create this for a few months, and it's taken me that long to work up the courage to do it. I even had to tell a few people that I knew would ask me about it, just to make sure I didn't chicken out.

Why was I afraid? It's just a blog. It shouldn't matter what people think of my writing style, my design, or my opinions. But it does sometimes. And for while, I didn't think anyone needed another blog to read. After all, there are literally thousands out there - you can find a blog dedicated to anything from Spanish cooking to dolphin training to soap operas (I may have telenovelas on the mind due to my recent Jane the Virgin marathon). It's pretty easy to find one that fits what you're interested in, and I really didn't think it mattered if I added my voice to the mix. But I think when we decide our stories don't matter, we start to live a little differently - a little less vibrantly, a little less bravely, and a lot more safely. 

For me, that process happened in a painful way and I stopped creating things for awhile. I stopped living openly because I was scared. This year, I want things to be different. I want to live as if my stories matter, and I want to share them. I hope you'll do the same. Regardless of what your medium is, and regardless of what your story is, NO ONE else has the same one. No one can shine a light into the same places that you can. So let's embrace the vulnerability, the thrill, and the joy of being known without letting fear hold us back.

The name of this blog comes from a song by one of my all-time favorite bands, Future of Forestry. It's what I want my life to look like: bold, underlined, and italicized (maybe with some clip art thrown in every once in awhile). I don't want it to look like a scribble or a vague note. We were made in the image of a creative, passionate, and purposeful God - and I want my life to look like His. Figuring out what that means is a journey, and I hope this can become a space where we process it all together.

If you've read this far, thank you. Let's be brave this year.

Sam