Funny, when I flip back in the files of my mind, the love I have of writing & words definitely had a way of sneaking up on me. I think it was always there like an old friend, I never really recognized or acknowledged it’s existence until one day it suddenly raised it’s head.
I smiled. I had found my passion.
Ever since I could grip a pencil and make sense of the trail it made, I relished pulling out my journal (then, a three-ring binder with wide journaling margins) on the living room floor, my anything-but-neat handwriting littering the pages. That creative eight-year-old mind would let loose as I recounted the day’s to-doings.
Some things never change. . . well, ok, maybe my handwriting and spelling has and my scribblings here have taken on a new flavor; but that journaling word worm of a girl is still here!
My journal may no longer be a ring binder with hand drawn stick figures, but I see that season as a framework and the stepping stones to where I am today, clacking my words away and snapping more realistic shots of everyday life. But I have far from arrived, a year from now I may very well look back on these posts with the same laughing smile as those old journal pages.
I see myself as an amateur in my craft, ever learning, ever exploring, ever wandering about with words; prepared for the next step wherever my Lord leads. I am ready for any adventure no matter how small, it is by His grace alone that I am here writing these words!
Words are also important, we can choose to build up or tear down with what comes out of our mouths or trickles from our keyboards. I truly pray that you would leave here with your joy being full and a maybe a smile on your face in seeing a glimpse of the everyday life I am steeped in, beautiful and sometimes not so beautiful. And not only this, but that you would be encouraged to perhaps take a longer look at those moments of your own, they are each here for only a moment, a unique gift only to be opened once!
It is often said that a picture can speak a thousand words. While this is probably true, I thrive on the irony of using both, pictures and words.
Here is where jots are kept, the jots and snaps worth keeping.
| Like apples of gold in settings of silver is a word spoken in right circumstances | Proverbs 25:11
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