Hey- that's an original title for a blog post. Tonight I read up on a friend's trip, checked out HER sister in law, found a link to an old aquaintance, found a random link and spent a moment with a wild gal and her messed up life- and honestly, without saying a word or posting a comment, felt connected. There's something about the rawness of what women share on these sites. It so encourages me to be real and honest. I think... ha, my insecurity is revealed!
Do men blog? And about what- stuff probably- cars, sports, stuff, not emotions. We women are so emotional, so needy to express ourselves and get it all out there. We have such hearts that long to be understood. And we long to connect.
I have friends who say they 'stalk' people on Facebook- go onto their sites and look at pictures, etc but who vents emotions and shares their heart on Facebook? Facebook is all about presenting a glimpse of ourselves- maybe a well composed picture or a funny quip about what-ever. And usually nothing-ever. It's Life Lite, as far as I'm concerned. ( And I do think more men facebook than blog... just my very limited observation. hmmm- anyone want to weigh in on that comment?)
I kept wondering why I couldn't get into Facebook- besides the embarrasement of not knowing how to upload pictures even though my very patient daughter has showed me several times. And these things really do look better with some graphic fun- I'm too visual to be content with just words with no pics but if given the choice, I'd rather have words. Lots of words. I'd rather have messy life and raw realness. I'd rather read about other women who question life and yet embrace it, who Love and get hurt in the process but get up and continue to Live. Who spend the time to spill their hearts and trust the great "out there" to be kind. We are a trusting bunch.
This morning, I was driving down my favorite country road going to work and the morning preacher was preaching (who if he's boring gets quickly replaced by classic music, played VERY loud- love driving alone!)- anyway, the preacher is preaching. Obviously, I've missed something of the thread of his message but he suddenly he wraps up with a quote from Jill Briscoe, the wife of a evangelist/ teacher, Stuart Briscoe. He had travelled extensively during much of their marriage and as she had a private meltdown during his one three month hiatus, she came to the realization that...
"As Paul found, the content of contentment is Christ! (Phil. 4:12-13). I knew in my head that no man could ever love me enough, no child could ever need me enough, no friend could ever befriend me enough—only Jesus could! But now I began to know that fact in my heart."
And I think that is what we Christian women discover as we blog and express these longings- no amount of stuff, relationships, wonderful kids and not so wonderful days with those kids- none of it is enough. Only Jesus.
wish I really knew that about thirty years ago- not in my head but really in my heart .... oh well, finish strong. Share the wisdom. Blog on.
PS- love this font that came with the quote- next task. Learn how to change fonts! Hey- when I looked at the preview, its all one font. I'm so confused. I think- maybe it is different. That's me- terribly profound one moment, completely confused the next. :)
