That’s it. I am throwing in the towel y’all. I am tired. I am drained. I am through. I am spent. No more. 

The…horizontally challenged female is singing her tune and I am drinking it in like Anne Shirley in a pasture of fresh spring blossoms.

Calling it a day. Done and done.

You have no idea what I am talking about, do you?

 I hate cryptic social media messages. “BEST. DAY. EVER.” And no explanation why it is the BEST. DAY. EVER. “Exciting things ahead!!!” and no update as what in the world is actually ahead. 

Lame. Pointless. But gotta admit, kinda fun.

Since this isn’t Facebook and I own this property, I can be as cryptic as I want.

But I won’t.

I had a talk with Vikki last night about my frustrations with writing and this blog and books I want to write and what others are doing, etc, etc. Yeah, a lot of whining, I guess.  And, true to her character, she told me to shut up and stop crying.

She didn’t really say that. I think she wanted to, but she isn’t THAT mean.

She told me to quit. Give it up. Be done with it already.

Guys, wives often give good advice.

So I am listening. I quit.

“No! Don’t quit writing! We like to read what you write!” said my readers. “Both of us love you.”  (I am pretty sure one is my daughter and the other my mom)

Calm down, you two. I never said I was going to quit writing. Although, by the looks of the posts on here some would say I have already put down the pencil…or keyboard.

Vikki didn’t tell me to quit writing. Far from it. She actually told me to start writing every day.

She did tell me to stop trying to be like other people. Ouch.

“Quit trying to live their life. Quit trying to blog like them. Quit trying to copy their pattern. Quit trying to duplicate their path.”

  QUIT!!

  Be yourself and write. Everyday. And see where God leads you.”

Man, I love my wife!

I have really gotten off track. That was what I wanted all along. God to lead me and the gift He has so graciously given me.

So, I am going to obey my wife. 

This is Day One of being me. Writing because I love to, I need to, and it is what I am called to do.

You have no clue how good that felt to write…

So, to all my virtual mentors out there: Jon Acuff, Michael Hyatt, Ray Edwards, Jeff Goins, and all the rest of you awesome Influencers:

I am done with you. You are dead to me.

Not really. I will still follow you online and glean from your wisdom and experience.

But, I am going to be me. I am going to write from the deepest part of my soul. Not some superficial place that is just trying to get the maximum number Likes, Shares, and website visits.

I am going to devote my gift to the One from Whom all wonderful gifts flow.

And let’s see what He will do.

Because I quit.