Where do I begin?

It seems I just can't make the time to sit here and write something of interest! What is wrong with me? There are so many thoughts that run through my mind, but just can't seem to make it on paper. Perhaps I am afraid of what people would think of what I wrote. Like this really stinks and she doesn't know how to compose a story. What is a story? Could I ever learn to write a story? Lord show me how to contruct a story of a life lived with joy or suffering. Give me words that reflect my inner most thoughts.
Lord You are my joy. There are no words to truly express my love for You. Oh, how I wish, that I could sit here and write a symphony of words that would transpose into a melodic sound to reach You in the heavenlies. That it would be a sweet incense to You!
Help me Lord to live a life that pleases You!