My son has fallen in love with designing and building houses in Minecraft. He’s been wanting to set up a Youtube channel for a while now to share his builds with others. This past weekend, my husband helped him to do this. Now, as he builds a house, my son is able to show his new creations to other Minecraft enthusiasts. He records his builds and verbally guides listeners through the process.
It was a joy to watch him work. After he finished his first video, I could feel his happiness…it oozed from him. He had done it. He had accomplished what he had set out to do. He had acted on a passion stirring in his heart. As he attempted to put into words the joy he received from sharing his creations with the world, he said this to me. “You can talk to them and entertain them AND show them your work of art.”
The excitement he was feeling reminded me of when I made the decision to start writing again. It was August 2009 when I began this journey of blogging and sharing the things on my mind and heart with the rest of the world. After my son’s comment, I thought about those first few months of writing. I thought about the joy and satisfaction that came with the process. Here are some words I shared on my blog five years ago next month:
“Recently, I started writing again. It’s something I hadn’t really done on a regular basis since college. I was telling my husband the other day just how wonderful it felt to create something. What an amazingly good feeling! I know this will sound really cliché, but it makes me feel alive. The satisfaction I feel after putting one sentence after another together. Creating something that has never existed before.” (Creating Joy, 8-8-09)
I love that my son has gotten a taste of this process, this process of creating art and contributing it so others might enjoy it too. At one point during his video tutorial, my son shares how this is his first video and tells his listeners he might “struggle with stuff, make mistakes, and get nervous.” Secretly, this was my favorite part of his whole tutorial. I hope this is just the beginning. I hope this is how he will choose to live his life. I hope he continues to try new things, to struggle, to make mistakes, and to get nervous.
“My writing is not perfect. Sometimes I use the wrong word. Sometimes my sentences are awkward. But, it is in the midst of the flawed and awkward sentences where I have done the most growing and found the most satisfaction over these past few months. Every time I write something, I take the risk of looking and sounding stupid. But, I’m finally learning to be okay with that. I guess I have finally discovered that there are even sadder consequences should I choose not to try at all.” (Creating Joy, 8-8-09)
The joy is found in the journey.