I’m not very good at expressing my thoughts; verbally or written. I’m just not. Some writers and speakers possess this amazing talent that allows them to take their audience to the place they need to be in order to hear the message they are giving. I am not one of them. My writing style is actually pretty boring. And not only that, I think it’s kind of hard to follow me because I start rambling all over the place. One minute I’m talking about the present and the next minute I’m talking about something that happened in 1982. I suppose it’s the conversationalist in me. I’m sure in time I’ll get better, but for now it’s important to me that I just write.
That being said, there are so many experiences I have that literally leave me wondering how people could ever wonder of God’s existence. I think that sounds a little narrow minded, but I don’t know how else to explain it. My life has been filled with “chance meetings” with individuals who showed up at just the right time and conversations timed so perfectly that have left me….speechless. Each has proven to me that God knows me, He knows of my circumstances and He loves me. For this reason it is is important to me to share them.
Write them in my journal you say? Well, yes, I do that too. But from somewhere deep inside I feel encouraged to share parts of my life on this platform. I don’t know how to explain it – I can just feel someone kind of cheering me on. I don’t share everything. In fact, sometimes I forget I even have a blog and then one day something happens and I just have this thought that floats across my mind, “You should write about that.” And I think to myself, ya, I guess that was pretty cool. So I do. 🙂
Do I think this will help anyone? Honestly, I don’t think anyone but my husband reads this blog so I would guess not. (shrug) For now I’m just happy walking by faith.
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