[et_pb_section admin_label="section"][et_pb_row admin_label="row"][et_pb_column type="4_4"][et_pb_text admin_label="Text" background_layout="light" text_orientation="left" use_border_color="off" border_color="#ffffff" border_style="solid"] I remember learning to write, and thinking of nothing else. I was a shy kid who had a hard time speaking up. Truthfully, I didn’t realize I had a voice for many years. I would keep things inside, afraid to speak out or speak up. I felt small, inferior; but then I discovered the relief of taking a pen and spilling my heart out onto paper. Even at a young age I enjoyed writing poetry, short stories, whatever I could. As a teenager, a blank piece of paper would be my therapist and the pen would be the patient voraciously spewing out whatever was plaguing my heart and mind. As I grew and understood the love God has for me and how I was made in His image, I began to find my voice in real life as well. God began to shape and mold me, setting me apart for His special purposes. Still though, I would retreat to the solitude at times and write my heart out before the Lord. When my voice grew weak, my words still flowed from pen and ink. My writing became my prayer life, and I would submit things to God by writing them out to Him. My writing became my sanctuary away from the troubles of this world; I would escape and find as I vented my frustrations and excitements I would find peace once again, as I knew that my words were read by Someone Greater who cared and understood.
Clearly, writing means a great deal to me. I am now a missionary in Northern Uganda. I get to show the love of Jesus to the hurting and broken every day. I also have the privilege of teaching women how to read and write. In a mostly oral society, they haven’t had the privilege that I’ve had most of my life to pour my heart out onto paper. What a great thing it is to watch them discover this gem that has been kept from them. What riches await them!
Here I am, continuing on this journey of discovery, joining with others who are walking the same path. This feels like just the beginning…
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[author] [author_image timthumb='on']http://www.ericambasan.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/02/IMG_0088.jpg[/author_image] [author_info]Hi, my name is Erica and I am a God-called missionary for Northern Uganda. It is my passion and life-calling to bring God’s word to the people of the world. Each and every one of us can do our part in spreading God’s word to people in need of Jesus’ healing touch and hope. Trying to figure out if God has called you to the mission field? Do you want to learn more about what it’s like to be a missionary? Check out my book, For the Joy Set Before Us – Insights Into the Missionary Journey today.[/author_info] [/author]