Breaking through the Blog Noise

After eight months of blogging, I couldn’t shake the feeling I was only adding to the noise.

You know the noise I’m talking about. Internet noise.

The kind of static inside all those buzzfeed pictures distracting you from work. Or all the shouting in those offensive, and often religious, open letters. Or the annoying prattle of those who’ve “gone through something” and are suddenly an expert on life, the universe, and everything.

How does it add anything to our lives? How does it help?

It takes a lot of courage to claim to help, maybe for some it only takes a little vanity.  I don’t want to be vain.

So I stopped. Stepped away for a couple of weeks, and tried to clear my blogging mind.

Storyline Conference.  They called this the Blogger's Breakfast...although no breakfast was served.

Storyline Conference.  They called this the Blogger's Breakfast...although no breakfast was served.

I went to a conference and attended a blogger’s class, a marketing class, and a dream building class.  And in front of a couple hundred people, I raised my hand and asked how to avoid becoming noise.  While I didn't get the golden answer, throughout the conference I did rediscover why I want to blog.  

No Beauty Queen is a place for redemption. You’re either searching for it, or you’ve already found it.

Famed psychiatrist and Holocaust survivor, Viktor Frankl said, “Suffering ceases to be suffering when it finds meaningful context.”

In other words, it doesn’t suck so bad once you discover the meaning, or purpose for your pain. It doesn’t mean you believe the world is all butterflies and rainbows. Your hurts...those deep wounds...are worth grieving.

It simply means we ask the question, “What can we also do with this?”

One of my favorite authors, Anne Lamott, speaking with the host and Donald Miller about life, God, and writing.

One of my favorite authors, Anne Lamott, speaking with the host and Donald Miller about life, God, and writing.

I want you to know, it may take all the grit you can muster and all the grace you can handle, but we can go from victim to hero, and change someone’s world. Or save their life. Or save many lives.

You can ask why.  In fact, I want you to ask why.  I promise, you can get your answer.  

I don’t care what all the great theologians say about the mysterious ways of God and all we don’t understand. I may never understand why He stuck a tree we weren’t supposed to touch in our garden in the first place, but I do understand why he let my father drink.  I understand why he let my mother leave. I understand why he let my marriage collapse.

To quote Donald Miller, author and speaker at the conference, “God is looking at the enemy saying, you see what you did with my girl? … Watch what I do.

Once a week, we’ll meet here at No Beauty Queen and watch what He does.