Well, within the past two weeks I have checked out close to thirty, maybe even forty, books from the local library and blogging, coding, and everything in between… I know I haven’t managed to make this website much of anything yet… but I promise I am getting there!
Here’s my current arsenal of books… 25 total. So then I have probably neared borrowing 60 or 70 books thus far. Haha
🅘 🅚🅝🅞🅦 🅘 🅗🅐🅥🅔🅝’🅣 🅦🅡🅘🅣🅣🅔🅝 🅘🅝 🅐 🅦🅗🅘🅛🅔…
🆃🅷🅴🆁🅴 🅸🆂 🅵🅰🆁 🆃🅾🅾 🅼🆄🅲🅷 🅶🅾🅸🅽🅶 🅞🅽 🅸🅽 🅼🆈 🅻🅸🅵🅴 🆁🅸🅶🅷🆃 🅽🅾🆆.
ί ƘεεԹ ϯɾψίηɡ ϯσ δσ ϯհε ɾίɡհϯ ϯհίηɡ, ʍαƘε ϯհε ɓεςϯ Թσςςίɓʆε δεɕίςίσης…
ᴵᵀ’ˢ ˢᴼ ᴹᵁᶜᴴ ᴴᴬᴿᴰᴱᴿ ᵂᴴᴱᴺ ᵀᴴᴱ ᴿᴱˢᵁᴸᵀ ᴼᶠ ᴰᴼᴵᴺᴳ ᵀᴴᴱ ᴿᴵᴳᴴᵀ ᵀᴴᴵᴺᴳ, ᴵˢ ᵂᴼᴿˢᴱ ᵀᴴᴬᴺ ᵂᴴᴱᴺ ᵞᴼᵁ ᵂᴱᴿᴱ ᴬᵛᴼᴵᴰᴵᴺᴳ ᴹᴬᴷᴵᴺᴳ ᴬᴺᵞ ᴰᴱᶜᴵˢᴵᴼᴺ ᴬᵀ ᴬᴸᴸ.
I̺͆ a̺͆m̺͆ u̺͆n̺͆d̺͆e̺͆r̺͆ S̺͆O̺͆ m̺͆u̺͆c̺͆h̺͆ p̺͆r̺͆e̺͆s̺͆s̺͆u̺͆r̺͆e̺͆ r̺͆i̺͆g̺͆h̺͆t̺͆ n̺͆o̺͆w̺͆, I̺͆ f̺͆e̺͆e̺͆l̺͆ l̺͆i̺͆k̺͆e̺͆ I̺͆ w̺͆i̺͆l̺͆l̺͆ b̺͆e̺͆ c̺͆r̺͆u̺͆s̺͆h̺͆e̺͆d̺͆.
I KEEᑭ TᖇYIᑎG TO ᔕTᗩY ᑭOᔕITIᐯE, ᖇEᗩᒪIᘔE TᕼEᖇE Iᔕᑎ’T ᗩᑎYTᕼIᑎG I ᑕᗩᑎ ᗪO TO ᑕᕼᗩᑎGE TᕼE ᑕIᖇᑕᑌᗰᔕTᗩᑎᑕEᔕ… EᔕᑭEᑕIᗩᒪᒪY ᖇIGᕼT ᑎOᗯ, Iᑎ TᕼIᔕ ᗰOᗰEᑎT.
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I wish I could write each and EVERY day. Somehow, that just isn’t possible. Believe it or not, but this adult American existence is draining. So, for today… I will leave it as this:
Don’t get so busy building your life that you forget to enjoy it.
There’s this strange thing that happens when you release the words in your mind and heart, the words that flow through your soul. Something happens when the ink of your favorite pen permeates paper, when your fingers drum the keys on the keyboard, when the movement of your lips and tongue conspire to form sound… you allow your words to morph into an entirely new creation. Your words transform into something more than a thought, something much bigger. In a sense, your words become real. Your words take on an actual physical shape. From that moment forward there are endless possibilities for them. You can store them to refer to in the future; but there is something more important you can do with your words, something that can ultimately change the world… you are able to share them.
I have been writing for most of my life. I have so many journals that document memorable moments in my life. My first boyfriend, my first love and subsequent heartbreak, my first party, many struggles between my family and I, and so much growth throughout the life that I have lived so far. I have always enjoyed the feeling of a pen in my hand and how it feels when the tip drags across the paper. This electronic version of my materialized words is something very new to me. I have been hesitant for years, but after reading a blog the other day that touched my soul… I feel the need to add my words to the online environment so that maybe one day my words may touch another as hers did mine.
I was reading an article online the other day, in the midst of a very dark moment in what seems to be an unrelenting depression, about a woman experiencing a completely unrelated dark period in her life… I’m not even sure how I happened to come across this woman’s article (although I tend to get lost in links, clicking from one page to another and venturing far beyond the original topic I was reading about). I was trying to find articles that would give me hope while searching for a light at the end of this dark tunnel of depression while facing inevitable consequences of ignorant, moronic decisions that were made blindly in this darkness. However, this woman radiated strength and hope in her words as she wrote of her tragic experience with losing her child at birth. I believe her goal was to share her journey with others who have also experienced the same loss due to the unrelenting horror of a condition known as Anencephaly (which, until I read her blog I had no knowledge of). This condition causes the fetus, and eventually the baby, to develop a brain stem yet no brain, nor top area of the skull. I could never imagine having to live through something so truly tragic, heart and soul crushing. Her experience was undoubtedly infinitely more difficult, accompanied by a much more immense amount of pain than the circumstances which I am going through. There is one thing I know for certain, though. And that fact is that God lead me to her words. They touched a part of my soul I hadn’t felt in ages. Her blog entry inspired me to create this website, my own personal online journal. So that I can finally make the transition from pen and paper journaling to sharing my life experiences with any and every one who may stumble upon them online. All in the hope that maybe, just maybe, some of my words might touch another aching soul scrolling through random articles in search of their own light at the end of their own never ending dark tunnel.
Here are a few excerpts from her blog that truly touched my soul (the specific sentences that reached out to me are formatted in bold text):
“People will say things to make me feel better like “This was God’s plan” – and I agree that God has all things under control, but I do not believe that God ever desired – or desires – these types of devastating things to happen to us. Sickness and death, pain and sorrow, are a result of sin. God never wanted us to have to endure these things. But because of the fall of Adam, we do – and so He promises to be with us through it if we believe in Jesus. And He promises that when this life is over, all who believe in His Son will live forever in heaven with no sickness or death, no pain or sorrow.”
“And my God…. He swooped me up as I walked out of that ultrasound, forgetting all my distance from him in the past, and loved me with a love so undefiled….He carried me with strong arms that refused to let go… He walked with me through the valley of the shadow of death, guiding me with the light of His Word and comfort in His promises and gave me peace in the midst of my storms…. and He is with me in the aftermath, patient and steady… calm and consistent…true and everlasting.“
And while I sit and wait, cry and smile, hurt and long for her… I don’t do it alone and I don’t do it without hope. My God is with me – and He is stronger than any scheme of hell, even when I am very weak.”
She also cited these two verses from His Word…
2 Corinthians 4:6-12 For God, who said, “Let light shine out of darkness,” made his light shine in our hearts to give us the light of the knowledge of God’s glory displayed in the face of Christ. But we have this treasure in jars of clay to show that this all-surpassing power is from God and not from us. We are hard pressed on every side, but not crushed; perplexed, but not in despair; persecuted, but not abandoned; struck down, but not destroyed. We always carry around in our body the death of Jesus, so that the life of Jesus may also be revealed in our body. For we who are alive are always being given over to death for Jesus’ sake, so that his life may also be revealed in our mortal body. So then, death is at work in us, but life is at work in you.
Romans 5:3-11 Not only so, but we also glory in our sufferings, because we know that suffering produces perseverance; perseverance, character; and character, hope. And hope does not disappoint, because God’s love has been poured out into our hearts through the Holy Spirit, who has been given to us. You see, at just the right time, when we were still powerless, Christ died for the ungodly. Very rarely will anyone die for a righteous person, though for a good person someone might possibly dare to die. But God demonstrates his own love for us in this: While we were still sinners, Christ died for us.”
Here’s her site that I stumbled upon… and touched my heart: