A quiet evening. Soft music, and a warm spot where I can nestle in with my laptop.

This little blog has become like my friend. It is a place I bring my joys, sorrows, griefs and breakthrough moments. Sometimes this happens all at once. It is always waiting here for me to show back up and give it some love. But there is no judgement or critique. I type it, try to remember to run spell-check and look for punctuation errors ( I run about 75% or so on this) and hit publish. I let it go out into the blog space of wherever God would take it.

I actually started journaling Christmas of 1975. Sadly, I no longer have that journal, or else I would definitely share whatever insights I could find out of it, from my 12 year old brain that was drowning in change and weirdness. Instead, I rely on my memories. But with this blog, hopefully, in several years I’ll be able to look back and see how much I’ve grown, where God has led me and what it’s all about.

If you can, whether you think you write well or not, consider writing down a few thoughts every day. Whether they’re prayers, a list of things you’re grateful for, or just that you made it through the day. Doesn’t matter. Get it out on paper or whatever word processing program you use. Just do it. And then one day, you will be able to read back, and see the movement of God in your life. He’s real, He wants to see you and I grow, heal and live our lives to the fullest.

There’s more, but it’s late.   🌙🌟🌙

Wishing you every good thing tonight.

G’night my dear ones.