january 6, 2010

journals have been a part of my life since i was 16 years old.

i love to write.

i am not a legalist in regards to writing everyday.

i love to write about what i am learning, struggling with, what the kids did, and

new insights.

when our son david was 8 years old he told me

i should keep a spiritual journal.

for that young age he was very wise in what he said.

'out of the mouths of babes!'

he told me to write the date, a  passage from the bible,

what it meant to me today,

and a prayer to God.

i have been doing that for about 14 years now.

i am sad to say that we got broken into a few days ago

they didn't take anything but some food and my 70% dark chocolate bar from the fridge

(i think my coming home scared them away)

 yesterday i noticed that some of my journals were missing!!

they were by the window and i guess they just grabbed

them on the way out.

i was heartbroken at first.

i stood there staggering around realizing that large chunks of our history was gone.

i am  sad because for years my husband has wanted me to take excerpts out

and write a devotional book.

i procrastinated.

that is a hard lesson!

now i will not be able to retrieve those years due to it.

i have to believe that although it is a great loss for me.

it may be a great gain for whoever reads them.

i have to believe that God will use it in their lives.

i have to believe...

i choose to believe even when it's hard...