A month of Sundays?

It’s been a month of Sundays. Today is officially the one month mark of this blog. Woohoo! Technically, I can’t really say that because Wikipedia tells me the expression really means like 30 weeks, but if you haven’t already noticed, I like to take plenty of creative and literary license on this blog. So I’m using it, but for a different reason. Allow me to elaborate.

As I’ve mentioned in previous entries, I can see how many views a day my blog gets. It doesn’t tell me who, just a number. Well, yesterday’s blog entry was kind of like a sermon and it had Jesus in the title. Judging by the numbers, it was not very well liked. It made me sad that it wasn’t well liked, but yet I really understand why. Every day is not Sunday!

Sunday is wonderful and important, but we live 6 other days of the week, and we are doing a thousand things. We are busy, we are stressed, we are hurting over something, we are struggling with something. We are all in this together!

So many of you readers, at this point, are my friends and family and you are all church goers. You’re mature Christians, been saved all your lives, many of you went to ORU with me, etc. And let’s face it, we’ve all heard a bunch of sermons. What I’m seeing that you connect with is when I post something that touches you, right where you are, and gives you a little nugget of insight and hope that you can put to work right there in the middle of your day. Frankly, I like that too. Those are my favorite posts. And I’m usually either telling on myself, or preaching to myself, and normally both. It’s very different from what we get in church, it’s not preaching, it’s just one person sharing her heart and exposing her foul-ups so you can say, “Hey, I’m not alone.”

My purpose in writing this blog is not to accrue readers or make a big splash, or any of that stuff. (Although I would not hate it if I became the next Pioneer Woman.) It’s simply been me obeying God when He spoke to my heart, go do something, give me something to bless. And it sure doesn’t hurt if I post a goofy photo of myself every now and then.

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