Can I be honest for a second? My “muse” is missing, and has been for a couple weeks now. Translation: I feel, and have been feeling, as though I just don’t have anything to say, or at least nothing worth writing down to share with the world wide web. It’s lame; and it usually means I put off writing until late the night before, waiting for inspiration to strike, and then I usually settle on writing anything— just anything.
I know, I know. It’s not much of a system; and you would think I’d know better by now, wouldn’t you?
So to those of you who are still reading, and especially to those that write me emails, comments, or Facebook messages the day after a post telling me that it struck a chord, I really want to say thanks. I would have probably given up writing by now if it weren’t for you. (But also, let’s face it—anything profound you’re getting from these posts has way more to do with God working in you than with any intentions on my part!)
If this were a real blog post, I’d probably draw from all of this some sort of conclusion about the importance of friends, or of giving words of encouragement to those we meet, or even of the dangers of procrastination, spiritual laziness, or just laziness in general. But my muse is out for the night, so you’ll have to draw your own conclusions today 🙂
Oh! One final thing: I know that the email subscriptions still aren’t working for some reason and I have been getting your emails about that. I will assign myself the task of getting it fixed one way or another in the next week or so, but for now, any WordPress wizards feel free to contact me if you feel like lending a helping hand.
Image by Smithsonian Institution via Flickr
I can’t take credit for the idea for today’s post. It actually came to me a couple of weeks ago through a letter I got in my mailbox at school…
Going to college so close to home, it’s kind of a rare occurrence that I actually have something in my school mailbox, as most things that are sent to me normally arrive at my home address. Needless to say, any time I check my mail at school and do have something in there, I get a little excited (and who doesn’t like getting mail?).
So a few weeks ago I checked my mailbox at school and lo and behold there was a small envelope with just my name written on it. I opened it up to find a really sweet letter from an acquaintance at my school. There was nothing particularly earth-shattering in the letter, it was just one of those letters that is nice to get from a friend on a random Thursday afternoon for no reason. And it got me thinking…
Why is it that we don’t take the time to tell the people in our life we appreciate them more often? Why do we wait until things like weddings or funerals to tell people what they really mean to us when we’re given a chance to every single day?
So I’m giving you all homework:
Write someone in your life a letter telling them how they have made a difference in or an impact on your life. It doesn’t have to be anything really deep. It can be as simple as thanking them for a smile or one particular conversation that meant something to you. Sound uncomfortable? Good. 🙂 It’s worth breaking out of our comfort zone every once in a while to brighten someone else’s day.
I only have two rules:
- You have to write it down (ink and paper, people). Mail it, if you can. Emails and text messages are efficient, but this isn’t about efficiency. There is something about the power of physical letter that can’t be replicated in digital form.
- Don’t use this as an opportunity to hit on that girl (or guy) you like. Choose someone of your same gender. Make it genuine.
How cool would it be if everyone reading this just took the time to write one letter? As with most things in life, it starts with you.
(I would love to hear your feedback from this, too! Leave a comment or use my contact form to tell me about who you’re writing to, why, and/or reactions you get from your letter.)