The power of words is too often underestimated. Words can unite nations, inspire emotions, bring people together, and tear people apart. Words can be used to to love, to hate, to wound, to pray, Words can bring optimism, can bring answers to the confused, clarity to the unclear, happiness to the sad, relief to the unsettled, companionship to the lonely... Words can also destroy.
I am sitting in the sun, far from anywhere Ive ever called home. On the porch of someone Ive barely been able to know, yet someone who's words have brought me comfort, companionship, happiness, faith, and the excitement of new possibilities... and on this porch, in this new place, i am looking for the words that are inside of me. Words that will break through over a year of numbness, to deliver new life, light, and motivation to my being. Words that can build. Words that can begin....
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My Words...
I received a journal from someone very special the Spring of 2009. I hadn't written in a journal for more than 10 years, and when I did, they were the bitter, trite ramblings of an insecure 19 year old...
This journal, a simple spiral book, bound in black linen, has blank pages and a picture of a young boy playing in the sand on its cover, is not remarkable at first glance.. but the thought that someone cared enough to give me an outlet for my thoughts, is.
Inside, it held an inscription and a bookmark with a quote. The inscription is honest, real, heartfelt and personal to me alone. The quote on the bookmark however, i will share:
"walk with the dreamers, the believers, the courageous, the cheerful, the planners, the doers, the successful people with their heads in the clouds and their feet on the ground. Let their spirit ignite a fire within you to leave this world better than when you found it." -Wilferd Peterson
It took me a while to open up to my new present, and more time to find the words that i wanted to fill it with. Though dramatically less bitter, and still at times trite, it turns out I actually have quite a lot to say...
Now, the Fall of 2011, I have bought a new journal. Time has gone by. Love has come and gone. I am changed. I am moving forward on a search that is only my own. I am excited, and joyful, and sometimes scared and sometimes very vulnerable.. but I am lucky enough to share my journey with the people who I know to love me and the connections in my life that are honest and true. I start this new journal in a season of deep hurt and fear but I know I'll make it through- hopeful. better. Hurt passes. As seasons always do. And with the passing days I strive to grow and live fully.. honestly... in the truth that is this life, in the truth that is Gods love and unique path for me.
Inside, it held an inscription and a bookmark with a quote. The inscription is honest, real, heartfelt and personal to me alone. The quote on the bookmark however, i will share:
"walk with the dreamers, the believers, the courageous, the cheerful, the planners, the doers, the successful people with their heads in the clouds and their feet on the ground. Let their spirit ignite a fire within you to leave this world better than when you found it." -Wilferd Peterson
It took me a while to open up to my new present, and more time to find the words that i wanted to fill it with. Though dramatically less bitter, and still at times trite, it turns out I actually have quite a lot to say...
Now, the Fall of 2011, I have bought a new journal. Time has gone by. Love has come and gone. I am changed. I am moving forward on a search that is only my own. I am excited, and joyful, and sometimes scared and sometimes very vulnerable.. but I am lucky enough to share my journey with the people who I know to love me and the connections in my life that are honest and true. I start this new journal in a season of deep hurt and fear but I know I'll make it through- hopeful. better. Hurt passes. As seasons always do. And with the passing days I strive to grow and live fully.. honestly... in the truth that is this life, in the truth that is Gods love and unique path for me.
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