Neither had I, until I re-connected with an old friend—a young and courageous missionary/pastor in a religious-intolerant country.
He's on a brief home leave and makes time to visit our church, where he used to worship. As he and I chat over pancit, served after our Mission Month celebration, our topic moves from serious writing to blogging.
“I visit your blog regularly,” he says. “Wow, you sure are prolific!”
“Every three to four days,” I laugh. “I try to keep to that rhythm and so far, I have remained faithful for almost seven years. Stay on schedule, or you'll lose your steam.”
“It was you who started me on blogging,” he adds.
“Yes, you and JR,” he replied. (JR is my youngest son, with whom this young missionary has worked in the Lord’s service while in the Philippines.) “Both of your writings have inspired me to keep writing, too—and now on blogosphere.”
“Really? How nice!”
“I call your blog my LOG University.”
“LOG university?” I repeat like a parrot.
“Leaves of Grace University,” he explains.
“Oh.” At this point, my vocabulary runs dry.
“It teaches me to . . .”
At this point, too, my mouth turns into a Sahara desert. A conversation such as this always humbles me, and makes me wonder how it is possible for my writing to inspire others to do the same—and how such an encounter encourages me as well.
Therefore encourage one another and build one another up, just as you are doing. 1 Thessalonians 5:11 (ESV)
And I go back to grace—my blog’s title and only reason for existence. A LOG University begins with grace.