“In a very real sense not one of us is qualified, but it seems that God continually chooses the most unqualified to do his work, to bear his glory. If we are qualified, we tend to think that we have done the job ourselves. If we are forced to accept our evident lack of qualification, then there’s no danger that we will confuse God’s work with our own, or God’s glory with our own.”
– Madeleine L’Engle
Sometimes I look at myself – “jack of all trades, master of none” – and how I can do a little bit of so many things, but none, it feels, very well. And then I wonder, what am I doing here, why even bother? I’m not qualified. I’m not qualified to write well; I haven’t gone to college to get a degree in English or creative writing. The words don’t come easily most days – but they do some days, oh, how I love those days! – and again, I wonder: why bother?
I bother because…I must. I bother because I love words and somewhere, deep down inside, I truly do believe that my love for words, unqualified as I am, is something God wants me to use for His glory. I don’t always succeed at it – bringing Him glory, that is – but I cannot stop trying. I’m unqualified, but that’s okay.