I own the pen of a ready writer.
I love to write. I have so many things I write in. My Journal, my Prayer Book, and my Thoughts Book. And trust me... they fill quickly. I started my 400 page leather journal one minute after midnight on January 1st, 2011... six months later, I'm over half way through it! I won't have enough room for the rest of the year!
How important is journaling? In my mind... VERY! After your dead - and ONLY then ^.^ - can people go back and read the things you wrote about life, the day, the people you know... your thoughts. I
love to journal. At the end of the day, not quite every, but every few days, I sit up in my bed at night, dim lamp on, scribbling away, tucked into my mountains of blankets and pillows. If you were to look at my journal, (which I'm not inviting you too... :) you'd find that a couple of pages you can barely read, and the ink is smeared because I cried on it.
I keep a journal because I want people to know what kind of person I am - my thoughts, my dreams, my love, my strength in Him... all of these things. I want people to know...
after I'm dead. ^.^ (Okay, well, maybe when I'm OLDER!)
I keep a Prayer Journal because I want people to be able to read my prayers - my personal prayers.... later. =D (I don't think I have to stress this anymore... point made!)
It's important to me. So,
I won't forget!
I keep a thoughts journal because it's easy to carry around, and I want to be able to jot things down as they come to me. Quotes, deep thoughts, funny things... anything.
If you don't keep a journal, I say you should! Keep in mind... it will be read at some point or another. No, I don't want mine read right now... it's got my prayers and my feelings, to be read when I'm much older. My book is still being written... not yet. But, I remember... it will be read. I want my little girl to read it, too... I want her to see what her mama was like when she was sixteen, so she'll know that she's not the only one that thinks she's drowning in emotions!
(The sweet and sour sixteen years, people...)
I write letters to Eric in my journal, too... I really don't want those read!
... =.= Now I've got to explain that.
Okay... rare known fact... I don't know, of course, by future hubby's name... but I've given him a name for now to call him by. Not that it would be his actual name... it's sort of like a code name. ^.^ I've
always liked that name - and for some reason, that's what I've always called him. Yes, yes... I'm a strange person... but, it's something I can't help.=)
So, to Eric: wherever you are - I love you, and I want you to know that I'm a happy girl, and when we meet, I want to take it slow. I want to journal it. =D
Don't be weirded out... I know lots of girls that do this. I'm one of them. :)
Whatever you do - JOURNAL! Write down your thoughts, your dreams, your prayers - everything! Love it! Hate it! Go back and read it, laugh at yourself, or look at yourself in the mirror and go, "Are you kidding!?" Trust me... it'll be worth it.
Love life, and above all, love your Lord. He is sovereign, and He knows the plans that He has for us!
Fighting!
- Hannah
