Don't know about the rest of you, but regarding this bloggin thing...boy, does it give me pause at times.
For whatever reason, what's pecked out on this keyboard better ring true or it's not being posted.
Not for me anyway.
Little or big things, makes no difference...if I type it out, it's gotta be genuine and from my heart.
So right now, at a very late hour when I should be catchin some Z's I am struggling to finish up a post for Heart to Heart.
The average subject matter on this blog ranges from
Much more revealing, thoughtful and tender as discussions are of a very delicate nature.
Again...don't know about ya'll, but when I'm writing about the deeper matters of my journey's, I pretty much travel back in time.
Consequently, the realities of then are as near as the next memory I put to keyboard. Sometimes I feel as though I am one syllable from sliding back into my firmer but more troubled skin of then.
Once there I see, smell, hear, feel and touch everything all over again.
In order to be of any use, this is exactly how it needs to be...honest recollections .
Course that's just my opinion, I could be wrong.
That said, during the course of avoiding my post, this evening I found a wonderful video I just gotta share.
Very appropriate and here's why.
As I reflect back through the seasons of my life the pain, trials, heartaches and loss I've experienced, one thing has been constant throughout it all.
I never lost my praise...never.
For that, I am most Grateful.