Blogging.
I love blogging. I haven’t even blogged in over 10 months. That’s more than a gestation period for a human being. That’s…long.
But I was reminded of how much I love blogging when I read my own blog. Doesn’t that sound stupid? I sat down at my mom’s computer and went to my site to see when I had written last. Then I just started reading all that I had submitted. It was like…saying hello to a long-lost friend. “Oh, I remember you!”
The best part about reading my blog tonight was remembering hurtful experiences, in which I was able to write with an essence of masked truth. It’s a beautiful thing knowing that God has carried you through in faithfulness because of the undeserving love he has for us. It’s a beautiful thing knowing his love is greater than my inmost deep, and fuller than my shallow wading-waters.
I think blogging stirs my affections for Jesus because it show me his beauty in midst of the human heart–especially at its core.
Hello, writing. We meet again.
you know… I take this as a promise to have more to read…*taps foot and glares at you
@cookie
of course!
Al… seriously. This post is full of LIES!
haha! let’s be honest. i still haven’t put up any posts since!@steph