A few weeks ago, I was talking to a new-found friend on the phone when she asked me what I did for a living to which I responded, "I'm a Writer." After we hung up, my husband walked into the room, looked at me, smiled and said "It's about time you said it." I was like, "Said what?" He said, "You said, I'm a writer."
You see anytime a person would ask what I did for a living, I would always say with a laugh "I'm an executive housewife." And then I would quickly mumble "and my husband and I have a nonprofit where I write the plays." When Travis brought that to my attention, I thought to myself..."Hm, I'm a writer." and I smiled.
I’ve always known that God had placed this call on my life. I know my call is to inspire and encourage others through my writings, but I never really took it seriously. I guess it was because others never took me seriously. Family and friends (without meaning harm) would always say "Bridgett ain't got no job. She sits at home and plays on the computer all day." I posted a blog a couple of months back and in it I commented on how much I loved helping people but for some reason still didn't feel full-filled. Someone responded and which much sincerity suggested that perhaps maybe I have the wrong intentions which is why I don't feel full-filled. So once again, I sank deeper into my "Who am I?" dilema. I allowed these comments to feed into my spirit and I accepted the antics.
My pastor taught a sermon about spiritual sabotage and in it he said “Sometimes our worst enemies when it comes to growth are those who are the closest to us.” He explained that most of our families don't mean any harm with some of the things they say but they fail to see that their comments can hinder our growth. And this was exactly what was happening to me. I allowed how others felt about me affect my mindset about my gift.
Most of you know that last week, my husband and I went to NY where I was one of the speakers at the event. I gave a few words of encouragement and recited my poem "Find My Joy". The women's response was a welcomed surprise. A few of them of told me that the sound of my voice alone was inspiring. Gigi Page grabbed me by the hand and said, you are a motivational speaker and you will go far. I had never heard that before. My voice? Really? Since I've been home, some of the ladies have emailed and continued to pour into me. I asked my husband, "How is it that these women who have known me for three days can see my heart while some of my loved ones whose known me for years can't?" He lovingly replied, "Jesus' own didn't accept him. What makes you any different?"
Last weekend, I attended a women's fellowship and the pastor’s wife spoke a powerful pearl of wisdom into me. She said "You must know who you are. Because once you know who you are, you set the standard for how others treat you." These two sentences hit me like a ton of bricks. My error throughout this entire life lesson was that I never set the standard for who I am as a Christian writer. So today, this day, January 29, 2010, I am proud...no I am blessed to say...My name is Bridgett Mack and I am a Christian Writer, Motivator and Humanitarian for Christ and Better Living.