Encouragement · Writing

I Write and I Understand

It’s hard for me to sit and read for a long period of time but this morning as I opened up a memoir I was immediately intrigued by the first sentence and dove right in.

“I hear and I forget; I see and I remember; I write and I understand.” -Chinese Proverb

I write and I understand. I love that.

I was sharing my blog with some friends of ours the other night and afterwards I felt really self conscious about it. Even during our conversation I did what I do best and explained away all of my blog’s mishaps. I shared how it’s not updated, it probably has a thousand grammatical errors, and I mentioned how no one probably reads it.

You see, I can get really insecure when others read the things I write. It’s hard for me to talk about me. It’s a funny feeling.

Honestly, I have a deep desire to feel known and accepted by others. It’s not a bad thing because I believe this is a normal human desire but it can become a crutch when it becomes all consuming. I struggle with what others think about me and it’s something I am constantly working on. In fact, I have grown so much in this area BUT so often this struggle will get in the way of me sharing my heart and doing what I love to do and that is to write.

I have to check myself quite frequently and make sure my motives are pure and remind myself why I write. I love to write for others but I love to write for me.

I write because it helps me process life. I am a verbal processor naturally but sometimes my thoughts can come out out of my mouth like rushing wind. I ramble and try to process what I am feeling as I say it. It can seem confusing. Just ask my husband.

Yet, when I write I have the backspace bar. I can edit my thoughts and find clarity in what I am thinking with every stroke of my fingers on the keyboard or with a pen in hand.

The day after we met with our friends, the wife sent me a sweet compliment. She thought I was a phenomenal writer. Her words greatly encouraged me and I felt the nudge to read my old posts. After reading them, I felt encouraged seeing the healing process in my posts. In that moment, I vowed to myself that I would continue to be bold and write because if anything- it’s good for me.

And, maybe just maybe others see something in me that I don’t always see in myself.

I also had to ask myself, “Would I continue to write even if no one ever read my posts? Would I still do it for me? Would I still believe in me? Would I believe that the words God put inside of me are good and they glorify him?

Writing is soothing to me. It’s kind of like putting ointment on a cut and letting the healing process begin.

I want to be more bold as a writer. I know there are plenty of areas in how I can grow as a writer. I know I need to update my blog. I know that my followers are limited but writing is good for me and I want to keep doing it despite the odds.

I don’t want fear to be my stopping point.

I write because I understand.

I write because it’s a passion of mine.

I write and it helps heal the broken parts of me.

I write because it’s who I am.


2 thoughts on “I Write and I Understand

  1. First of all, this is an amazing post!!
    “I hear and I forget; I see and I remember; I write and I understand.” -Chinese Proverb
    I write and I understand.

    I LOVE THAT TOO & I TOTALLY GET IT!! I’ve said it before and I’ll say it a million more times before I ever take it back… writing is one of the absolute best forms of writing!!
    Again, great post and thanks so much for sharing!! I hope you have a wonderful day!!


    1. Wow. Thank you so much Jessica. This is so encouraging. I love what you say, I am going to have to use that too to push myself. Thank you so much for taking the time to share. I can’t wait to check out your site. 🙂

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