This week felt like a storm. At times, it raged and blew and I was covered in darkness. And still, in other moments, my week was refreshing and a welcome break from the norm. One particular highlight I will share is time I took to read though some old blog posts. The Lord is good to me all the time- when I’m stubborn and unkind, when I’m proud or insecure, and when I’m content and grateful. He is a wonderful cliche.

What I’m most grateful for is how this blog became a living document of my walk with the Lord. It’s ugly and beautiful, sometimes well written, and occasionally arrogant. It’s honest and admittedly in need of editing. And yes, I want to pull down a few posts- mainly to protect myself. But I won’t. Walk In The Woods is my testimony, which has power. Who will access this power? I don’t know. Maybe it’s just for me. The Lord knows I need reminding of who He is and what we’ve done together.

My blog is also a gift to myself. It’s worth attending to as part of my life and self-expression. When I began to write in July of 2020, I didn’t know I would labor and love this process as much as I do. And, I’m thankful it’s what the Lord told me to do. He knows me better than I know myself, so whatever He wills for me is better than my will for me. This blog is a record to prove that point.

“And they overcame him because of the blood of the Lamb and because of the word of their testimony, and they did not love their life even when faced with death.”

- Revelation 12:11 NASB