I've been thinking for a while now about how I often have thoughts, feelings and stories in my head and heart that I need to write out. I've toyed with the idea of starting up my blog again, not so much for the purpose of life updates but for the purpose of sharing stories and the things I'm thinking about. In fact, several months ago I wrote out a list of the things I've been thinking about and wanting to write about. But I didn't. Then months later I returned from a life changing trip and felt the deep desire to share my stories. But again, I didn't.
It's vulnerable. It's vulnerable to share the inner workings of my heart and mind...even if only a few people read it. You see, I'm not good at sharing things when the ideas are still forming or I don't feel I have the right "words" to articulate myself well. I don't want to be misunderstood. I don't want to be attacked. And I certainly don't want to deal with that person who likes to criticize and pick apart the things I think, feel, write and...oh wait, that's me. I'm my own worst critic.
But here I am. And whether I blog once a week, month or year...it's ok. Whether my thoughts are complete, educated or coherent...it's ok. If I'm misunderstood or attacked...it's ok. And if I fall under the scrutiny that is "me", well...it will be ok. So, I will try and see what comes of it, for the purpose of finding a deeper sense of freedom from the things that hold me back and sharing the feelings, thoughts and stories God has given me.
