I have never written a typical 'blog entry'. I realized this while scanning through my recent posts. I've never been much of a journalist. Mostly because I decided a long time ago that what I write must cary weight, provoke thought, encourage others and mess up a few religious folk.
I like to think that no one reads my blog- which may or may not be entirely untrue- but I have never written for anyone's pleasure in particular. I write for the sake of writing- because if I do not write than I make no sense whatsoever and If I am all unexplainable on the inside than I go crazy.
God has given me the outlet of writing, which is simultaneously an incredible honor and burden. Most people call the ability to write a gift- I call it a language. Anyone can learn to speak english, but those who have been birthed into it as their native language are more fluent than others who learn english as a secondary language. I feel as though I have always known writing to be my language, but most often than not the process of communication is tedious and tiresome.
I was reading in 1Corinthians 2 about how we do not speak of the wisdom of men, but of the mysteries of God expressing spiritual truths in spiritual words. I would rather write 3 words that have no rhyme or rhythm but reveal the image of God, than a thousand words that look beautiful on a page, but speak only of the cares of this life.
And so there you have it- something called journaling. Although that was hardly a journal entry because I didn't expose the timeline of my day, what I ate for breakfast and make reference to the weather or some cute boy.
Mystery is always a key element to a successful journal entry. Thus, I will leave you to ponder with one of my all time favorite songs:
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