A thrill of hope…
“He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds”
I remember how excited I was back in 2007 to start my first blog page. It was before I learned of Facebook and just after I figured out how to doctor up a MySpace page to showcase my world in the way I wanted it to be conveyed.
With each entry, I tested the waters with my comfortability on how much was too much to share about my real life.
Along the way, I discovered writing always brought new layers of healing to my heart and I would often hear from others about how they could relate to what I would share.
I’m not sure if it’s me or the world that has changed and contributed to the lessoning of my entry’s. Probable both.
I’ve been working on a little book project for the last few years and I’m only about 45% finished with it. I used to push projects out much faster than I do now. I’m writing a 100-day devotional to the woman whose rebuilding after divorce.
Every time I get the nudge to write a vulnerable post on Insta or FB, I stop myself and remind myself that those words are not for those spaces. They are best shared here or in the book that is taking me forever to write.
100+ pages dedicated to the processing that has taken all these years to finish one single book.
Rebuilding after divorce is a journey filled with really good days and really hard days. And I’m excited to share about some of the ones I’m living through.
