Write a post on your blog in response to the following hypothetical situation: Electrical storms are going to wipe out the Internet (perhaps forever). You have one day left to write about your passions: what do you want to say to the blogosphere in 300 words or less?
I wonder sometimes why in the world would I write my deepest thoughts and most cherished moments and then put them out here in the open field of public opinion? Especially, why write about religion, politics and raising children (The Triumvirate of Things Thou Shalt Not Discuss in Polite Company)? Why be so transparent? It all seems a bit risky.
And, let’s be honest, it's weird.
But, you see, writing through my life has helped me to honour the journey.
It's been my simple way of piling stones, like an altar. I point to these word-stones and say, “Here. Right here is where I continually see God work and move and live in me.” This small blog is my homemade shrine, heaped with experiences, opinions and musings, reminding me that the journey matters.
On this journey, there is also you – family, real life friends, new friends, "online friends". Life is richer because of you, coming alongside of me, while I wrestle with being a thoughtful follower of Jesus, learn to be a wife, mother and a woman of God.
I am grateful to you for being here, bearing witness to my life. And if these were the last words you read from me, I would want to say thank you.
And I would want to say two last things, because really they are the reason I write:
1. You are loved - deeply, wildly, passionately loved by Abba. Relax into the reality of being loved. Life is meant to be lived in relationship, in beauty, truth, justice and love. May we truly love one another.
2. Finally, if these are the last words I write, let them tell my small family - the husband of my youth and the tinies that are My-Heart-Out-Walking-Around - that I love them wildly, ferociously and to my marrow. You are my own Kingdom of Love. We are changing the world, starting with ourselves.
Grace and peace. See you outside.
Prompt courtesy of this contest.
