Monthly Archives: January 2013

to borrow words from another…

listening friend

I usually have plenty to say. and I would probably broach this subject myself, but Sarah does so beautifully and honestly. it is an experience we’ve all had at one time or another. a heart hurt, making its way up the throat, over the vocal chords, and finding voice. the words seem received. compassion seems to be birthed. but the one we’ve trusted with this pain suddenly says, “I know exactly what you mean…” or in some similar way cuts across our pain and inserts their own.

our stories are so very different, but at the core, in the painful places, Sarah says it so much better…

http://www.sarahmarkley.com/2011/02/twisting-your-pain-to-fit-me/

oh, that we would give each other the grace and compassion to meet in the pain and walk it together, holding, instead of hurting one another with careless words, inserting ourselves into their pain, allowing it to remain theirs and become instead, partners on the journey…

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purpose…

refreshing frost

it has been some time since this little blog has found voice, and much internal dialogue about the reasons behind it and if it should remain open or be shuttered and forgotten.

is it processing the spiritual journey of a life (or parts of it, anyway)? in part.

opening conversation on some random thoughts and musings? sure.

some secret hope to be “discovered” and actually become a writer (and not a writer wannabe)? I’d lie if I said no.

a somewhat public journal, sanitized enough to not be embarrassing for anyone, including me? kind of. but that feels rather narcissistic. and much more extroverted than I am!

after a year of not posting, I’ve decided to just let this place be what it is, with the rambles and thoughts and lessons that come along. writing is a closet hobby, something I enjoy and helps in processing certain pieces of life. and it helps me, often, to see where and how God moves in the seemingly everyday lives we live. for He is here with us, walking alongside and joining us on the journey. truth be told, there are stacks of drafts, waiting for complete thought to finish them instead of the snippets residing on dusty pages. there were goals once, of weekly posts, maybe even twice weekly. and while those goals have flown out the window (for good reasons!) I miss the discipline of watching life through a lens, being aware on purpose. I miss the discipline of processing what lessons, large and small, come along and how God uses them to sharpen me and hopefully mold my heart after His.

so here’s to refreshed discipline, jumping in again, and hopefully to listening to and learning from Him, when and how He speaks…

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