Growing up I was that girl. The girl who loved her books. In Primary school my favorite were Jane and Peter and the Left Behind Series. In High School, If I was not reading a Sweet Valley High novel on the school walk way, bumping into people and creating human traffic then I was stealthily reading it in class and getting punished for not paying attention. My addiction was that bad but not compared to writing.

Writing was my hideout. Like any other girl, I treasured the sacred books. Those books that no other hand should touch except the hands that penned the words. I remember I had a diary for every year and I always kept them tucked away from any preying hands and eyes. Not that they had deadly secrets that would get me handcuffed but in those words was my life.

I always wrote about my experiences on a daily basis. I knew how to encourage myself on the bad days. I would write page after page non stop. I would go on and on and on late in the night analyzing stuff, writing my heart and mind out.

I can now reminisce about those days because for a year, my passion for reading and writing was snuffed out. I wanted to be anything else but writer. ‘Writing is hard. Yes it is’, I convinced myself. So I wanted to run away from it. I felt video production was easier because at least when you turn on the camera and look at the view finder you see something unlike a blank page.

We always ask the question, what is my purpose? I want to change the world. I want to figure out my calling. Could it be that very thing you are running away from is the purpose of your life?

Sometimes we love playing it safe. We are scared of the challenge so we admire those that have succeeded in the same field we desire and see ourselves as a reflection of their success.

We got not much time left to play. For any believing Christian, we know the time is soon. Which excuse are we going to give for not living up to our potential, for having failed to do the very things we are gifted to do.

Regrets hurt but we got a chance to make things right. One day am going to be too old to write so I will write now. I will look at the blank screen and punch the keys. I will write to encourage, to inspire. I will write for fun, for adventure, for love and for purpose.

There are no real heroes in movies. So turn off the TV, make a movie of your life and be the hero.