I’m a journal writer.
And I adore it.
More than I adore blogging, if you can believe it.
Here I’m honest, yes.
But there?
It’s soul baring.
There are no backspaces, or cross outs, or do overs.
It’s my heart exposed, good & bad, and it is me.
This last week wasn’t my best.
I wasn’t the happiest or the brightest or the most optimistic.
I might’ve snapped too quickly, spoke too loudly, judged (myself mostly) too harshly.
And so I took to the pages of my journal, as I knew it was time for some brutal honesty.
All it took was a few lines of putting my heart to words, and I discovered the issue….
and with just a few more I discovered the steps to move forward.
Sometimes, when I write that way, I feel it’s how God speaks to me.
It’s how He brings me back to Him.
And often when I finish spilling the words, I take some time to go back and learn from the past.
I flip through the months of pages and find a time where it was better, the same, different, or harder…
and rediscover something that time had somehow already stolen from me.
Suddenly it becomes new again and when my heart feels at rest and I’m able to breathe deeper…
I close the book…
close my eyes…
and remember that tomorrow is a new day with new hope.
© 2011 “Le Musings of Moi”
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This is so well done! Thank you for sharing it. I feel the same way @ writing- it’s amazing how we reach clarity then completely forget what our realization was until we flip back through the journal and realize we had the answer the whole time.
Wow….you opened my eyes to something new. And perhaps something I should do. Thank you. Here’s to you….and to finding your way back!