“Is being a writer a desirable thing?” That’s the question being pondered at the moment, and I’m thinking maybe it’s not.
If you know me well, I can imagine that I might receive some startled expressions upon reading that…if even only from my family, there would be some. How many times in the past week have I asked how to improve my writing? How many times have I mentioned how good a writer so-and-so is? How many times have I been found at my computer writing something? Quite a few, to say the least. And if that’s not enough, how many times have I thought to myself about writing? How many times have I read certain blog posts several times over just to try to learn something about writing? How many times have I thought “that would make a perfect blog post” and proceeded to plan it all out? Quite a few.
So you see, I like writing very much. But the question still nags in my mind, is being a writer really the area I ought to devote a lot of time to?
I ask because I’ve been reading in the gospels a lot this year, and today I read Matthew 23. This jumped out at me: “Then Jesus spoke to the crowds and to His disciples, saying: ‘The scribes and the Pharisees have seated themselves in the chair of Moses; therefore all that they tell you, do and observe, but do not do according to their deeds; for they say things and do not do them.’” (verses 1-3)
The scribes and Pharisees talk well…very well. Obey everything they so correctly say. But realize that they only have correct speech. When it comes to actions, they don’t live out their words. Their fine words are in and of themselves are quite commendable, but their actions — or lack thereof — are not.
It’s ever so easy to write and talk. The world is filled with people who seem to have that talent mastered. The real question, though, is not whether one writes well, whether or not one knows how to structure sentences just so in order to really keep your attention, and whether or not all their thoughts flow coherently and smoothly from one to the next. As a writer, that all matters to me. But the truth is, if I have the most splendidly written masterpiece and don’t live out my words there wasn’t much point. Was there any point?
To say the least, this has been a very convicting thought for me. There’s more thoughts on this that I hope to share at some point. For tonight though, writing must take a low priority, because I’ve got some more important things to spend time, thought, and feeling on. In the meantime, I’d be interested to hear if you have any thoughts to share!