On November 8, 2006 I wrote…
Jane Austen once said - Let other pens dwell on guilt and misery.
I may have spoken too soon. I have written about misery and sometimes guilt. But that’s life, right?
I started this with no outside viewers. My family would read it occasionally and maybe some strangers who passed through. One thing you would probably never know, I am extremely private. When I got my first comment from an “almost stranger”, I felt like someone was reading my inner most thoughts, I was petrified! lol. But then it donned on me, I wrote it right there for everyone to see! So I just trekked on and here I am today. Not so private and yet, I don’t really care.
I rambled on about my life, death, family, my job, my God, my church, holidays, tumors, books, weddings, eBay, co-workers, scrap booking, my dislikes, my weirdness, vacations, birthdays, kids, books, Jane Austen, fires…
It has been a good year in blogging. It wasn’t without the downs of life, but that just means things can only get better.
My favorite part of someone else’s blog this year was from God Things, devotionals by Shirley Buxton:
Man. What creatures we are. Of what divine and soaring ways are we
capable; yet into what ugly and deep depravity have we sunk. Man. Made in
the image of God. Made a little lower than the angels. Man, God’s friend, an
evening walker in the garden, His companion. Man, cast out, dying, sinful
now and clothed by bloodshed. But…rooting around inside us, struggling
fiercely with our fallenness, is the shinning—the glorious, the rising, the
giftings, the goodness…the distinct image of God.