Yesterday I dug out some old journals looking for clues about Dad's quilt. Specifically, when did I start making this thing?! I never did locate any answers, but what I did find was even better.
I found God's faithfulness and love covering my life. He's been there in the awesome, mountaintop moments, and His presence was even more pronounced when I have struggled through the hard, sad times.
I can also see His direction, His guiding voice in my entries. Interestingly enough, He's been telling me some of the same stuff for years. I'm not sure if that means I'm a terribly slow learner (yes!) or if He is simply reassuring me and encouraging me to stay on this path with Him. Probably both. I'm sure there are times when God wants to shake me till my teeth rattle, but instead He patiently repeats the lesson.
I encourage you to keep a simple journal. Try not to make rules about it or be legalistic. Just be you. Write what comes to you--perhaps a basic record of your days. Other times you may need to hash out bigger stuff. I also like to list prayer requests that I am lifting to God and the answers as they come.
Sometimes we forget that God has been right there with us through all our stuff. I think keeping a journal helps with that forgetful tendency.
Do you keep a journal?
Has God revealed Himself to you through journaling?
May your day be blessed with sweet remembrances of God's faithfulness and love.
pam
