I’ve taken a few days to get my thoughts in order about “why I blog”. . . .
I have discovered that I absolutely L O V E blogging, (which certainly is a good reason to do something!) and yet there is a nagging little voice in my mind that whispers things to me that make me hesitate in sharing so much of my life on here. So, after some thinking, I came back again to the real reasons why I blog. . . . .
Why do I blog? The main reason came to me last night, when I was going through old posts and I got up to show my husband some of it. He sat down, and looked at a photo that I took of him and our two youngest sons, almost two years ago. He looked, and then he sighed with tears in his eyes, and said, “It’s too sad to look at that picture, because they aren’t that little anymore!”
“But, honey”, I replied, “Life does go by so fast, that’s why we want to make these beautiful memories.”
And, it’s also why I want to record them, too.
The Jacob, Ethan, Grace, David, and Caleb that I knew last year, are not the same children that I know and have this year. . .time marches on. . .I can see it clearly in my online journal. All the little things in life that I do enjoy and value as a mother—baking, making crafts and homemade play dough, redecorating their bedrooms, the funny things they do and say, writing cute little stories for them, going for all those many many nature walks, apple picking together, the fair, Disney, the beach, first airplane rides, Grace missing her two front teeth, Caleb growing from a baby to a little boy, David starting Kindergarten, my adventures in homeschooling, Rich’s job changes, our move from our old house to this house, the death of my great-grandma, birthdays, adventures with good friends, the books I read, the recipes I love, our new baby on the way. . . . .IT’S ALL HERE. . . . .and those things represent a life that God gave me, a beautiful life that I love and value highly. A life that should (and I pray it does) glorify a generous, loving, heavenly Father, who does all things well, who created a world and pronounced it “good”. Who loves with an abundant love, and provides more than we need to get through this pilgrim journey.
Each day, each moment, counts for something. My children will quickly grow and that’s okay. But, while I have them here, under my roof, I want to devote myself to giving them the best life and upbringing that I possibly can. I get tired and grouchy, and that’s part of it all. . . . .we have good days and bad days. . .but that’s the way it goes and that’s okay.
So the reason why I blog is for myself and my family. I’ve tried writing in journals long hand but I don’t record as much that way. I don’t have time to scrapbook my photos. I tend to blog here almost every day and it is so fun for me to click to “this day last year” and see what my little clan was up to on that day. My blog makes me laugh and cry and sigh and thank God for my life.
The reason why I blog and make it open, for all to read, is because I know for a fact, by all the emails and responses I have received, that “people out there” enjoy reading about a family that loves God. In all the ugliness of the world, it’s nice to find families that have the same Christian values and beliefs, it’s encouraging to get to know other people who want to relish in the life God gave them. Christians have a connection, and we are family, through Christ. We can use our blogs to lift each other up and inspire one another to KEEP ON. Just like I’m so very encouraged by many of the blogs I visit, I also hope and pray that mine, too, is a blessing and refreshment to others. Some people can do those things, better, by “going out and being there”, such as a visit or a phone call. My gifts involve writing, and the limited time I have, as a mother, to “be there” makes it easier to sit at my computer desk, or by writing out a card for the mailbox, during a free half hour, to try to encourage some else. I do so love to open my arms wide, and show God’s love to anyone who seeks it. But, because of the stage of life that I am in, I am a “behind the scenes kind of girl”, so the computer is a perfect place for me to express myself, or encourage someone else.
Because I am a Christian, my soul is filled with Christ, and His beauty. Anything, anything, ANYTHING you see or read here that is beautiful, that causes the tender heart to melt, IS FROM HIM, not me. All good things come from above.
But, of course I still wrestle with my flesh. The bad days just show that we are all still human, “only a sinner, saved by grace”. Even saved ones have struggles, sins, and problems. I yell, I get mad at the kids, I am selfish, I fail as a wife and mother at times, my house is usually quite “lived in” and never ever spotless, I sometimes make unladylike noises that startle my husband, but I love my life and wouldn’t change a thing. I wouldn’t trade the life (my family and my God) for a million dollars!
I’ve seen all kinds of very nice blogs. . but mine is my life’s memory preserver/recorder because I want to remember this day.
“The whole life of man is but a point of time; let us enjoy it. . .” Plutarch
“Now’s the day, and now’s the hour. . .” Robert Burns
“If we take care of the moments, the years will take care of themselves.” Maria Edgeworth
“In the morning, I say: ‘What is my exciting thing for today?’. . .Don’t ask me about tomorrow.” Barbara Jordan
“Every man should eat and drink and ENJOY the good of all his labor, it is the GIFT of God.” Ecc. 3:13
Hold tight to the sound of the music of living,
Happy songs from the laughter of children at play;
Hold my hand as we run through the sweet fragrant meadows,
Making memories of what was today.
Tiny voice that I hear is my little girl calling
For Daddy to hear just what she has to say;
My little son running there by the hillside
May never be quite like today.
Tender words, gentle touch, and a good cup of coffee,
And someone that loves me and wants me to stay;
Hold them near while they’re here, and don’t wait for tomorrow,
To look back and wish for today.
Take the sky, and the green of the forest,
And the gold, and the brown of the freshly mown hay,
And the pale shades of spring, and the circus of autumn,
And weave you a lovely today.
We have this moment, to hold in our hands and to touch,
As it slips through our fingers like sand;
Yesterday’s gone, and tomorrow may never come,
But we have this moment, today.
Rich felt the baby move yesterday morning!
~To all my friends who visit me here, thanks for coming along with me in my journey as a wife and mama, and friend. I thank God for the old friends, and new friends, who keep in touch with me, and encourage me, through my online journal.
Have a lovely, blessed day, oozing with the goodness of God!