Another goal I set this year: Write and publish one blog post per week.
And with one week left in the year, I can say—I did it.
The days I published weren’t always the same. Some weeks were carefully planned, others were written in pockets of time I had to fight for. But each week, a post went live. Today’s post makes 51 blog posts for the year.
That number still surprises me.
I’m proud of this commitment—not because it was perfect, but because it was faithful.
Writing Without a Map
If I’m honest, there were plenty of weeks when I didn’t know what I was going to write about. That uncertainty brought anxiety at times. I like plans. I like clarity. I like knowing what’s ahead.
But week after week, a topic surfaced. A thought. A reflection. A nudge.
Each post evolved into what it needed to be. Looking back, I don’t think that was accidental. I believe those ideas were promptings—quiet ones—from the Holy Spirit. The words came just in time, not all at once.
And that’s a reminder for me to create space for the Holy Spirit. To listen and discern His voice. And remember that even with all my plans, His plans are greater and much better than mine.
Writing Through a Busy Year
Keeping this commitment wasn’t easy.
Starting a new job in July added stress and pulled my attention in new directions. Life didn’t slow down to accommodate my writing schedule. If anything, it sped up.
But keeping this promise to myself mattered. Writing has always been a place where I process, reflect, and make sense of the world. Choosing to keep showing up—especially when it would’ve been easier not to—was an act of intention.
And it wasn’t just writing for Perspective Confessions.
- 12 articles published in Tishomingo County News
- 19 articles published in The Daily Corinthian since mid-May
- An average of 766 words per blog post
- A total of 38,290 words added to Perspective Confessions this year
If you’d told me on January 1, 2025, that I would write over 38,000 words this year, I probably would’ve laughed. It sounds overwhelming. Impossible, even.
But it didn’t happen all at once.
It happened one week at a time.
The Beauty of Day-In, Day-Out Work
This year has reminded me of something simple and profound: progress is made quietly.
There’s nothing glamorous about sitting down week after week to write. There’s no applause. No instant payoff. Most of the work happens unseen.
No matter the goal, progress is built in quiet faithfulness—the daily or weekly decision to keep going.
This is the same theme I’ve been writing about in my other goal reflections this year.
- With fitness, progress didn’t come from dramatic results overnight, but from consistent movement and honoring commitments.
- With Bible reading, success didn’t mean perfection—it meant showing up more than I ever had before, learning from what didn’t work, and adjusting.
And now, with writing, the lesson holds true again.
If It Feels Too Big
Maybe you’re staring at a goal that feels overwhelming right now. Too big. Too far away. Too much.
Here’s what this year has taught me:
You don’t have to finish it today. You just have to start—and then keep showing up.
Fifty-two weeks from now, you’ll be much further along than if you never began.
As the saying goes, if you aim for the moon and miss, you’ll still land among the stars.
That’s what this year has been for me—a quiet landing among the stars, built through ordinary, faithful work.
And that kind of progress?
It’s more powerful than it looks.
