Journaling and the real motivation ~

I used to write in a journal when I was a young teen. I used to think it was a healthy outlet for my creative thoughts. It was not until my adulthood that I looked back on them and read how sad and dark they really were. It was not as if I had a bad life, I did'nt. In fact it was really pretty good. I was loved, provided for, prayed for and protected. It was my heart that reflected the darkness that I had penned at the time. The darkness that represented the part of me that I was trying so despertly trying to hide from God. I did not want to be vulnerable to Him. I most of did not want to be accountable to Him as that would mean I had to be obediant to His will for my life. It was my ignporance that kept me sheltered from the ultimate protection and prefection that the Lord had chosen for me. He was faithful to keep me in His care while I walked in those years of darkness but it was not until I came back to Him that I learned how to be in His protective and perfect hands. I rest there in the midst of many storms that He does not calm. But never once since I crawled into His hands has He let me get broken by the raging storms of this world.

Now I write because I have joy to share and putting my thoughts down to paper let's me celebrate Him like I never have before.

Thank you Jesus for keeping me safe and never letting me go farther than I can without you!