I'm sitting here in my bed...It's 11:25pm. An hour ago, a friend left after a birthday celebration that happened here earlier this evening. There was food and cake and laughs and a little bit of game playing.
The sun shined today. This time of year I feel like I just have to document that and REJOICE each time it happens. It's been happening every now and then, more often than I would expect, over the last few weeks.
I've spent the last hour reading Scriptures and blogs.
I need to thank, AMY for what she has done for me in hosting Frankly Friday. I seriously look forward to Friday and getting frank and serious about SOMETHING that's been on my mind.
Fridays are a chance to write. To write and not care how long the post is or how many pictures I'm not including.
When I started blogging...Back in 06 (and I guess I deleted those posts or had a different page that I forgot all about), I WROTE. They were long and they were mainly for me.
Then, I came back to it at the end of 08. It was a way for me to record short snippets of what I had been learning. I wanted my words to be a SUMMARY of what was going on inside my head.
I wanted people (strangers, of the non creepy sort) to read and be encouraged. Outside of my Mom and a few friends who happen to live on the other side of the country, no one that I actually KNEW even knew about my blog. I liked it that way.
Then, I gave it up and came back again sometime last year. I came back wanting to use it to document what was happening in my soul as well as what was happening in my life.
I wanted to take more pictures and so share more pictures. I wanted to continue to write words that were simply an overflow of what was already happening inside of me.
Just about anyone can cook, organize, create, get dressed, decorate, or even take pictures. Sometimes, I convince myself that anyone can write.
Over the past few months, I've come to see this...It is true that there is nothing special about me.
There are many others who love the Lord and desire to pour their life out on mission with Him.
They study the Bible, they read books, they love people. They can and do write.
But, all of the books haven't been written. Others may be learning the exact same things that I am....But, God has given me a story tell tell and truth to share.
I need to keep writing. Leaving a trail of memories behind is just fine....But, sharing TRUTH, that's what will count.
"But you are a chosen race, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, a people for His own possession, that you may proclaim the excellencies of Him who called you out of darkness into His marvelous light."