Returning to the journal...

There will be moments in life, where we are unable to speak what we feel.   There are many reasons for this and those; I will not try to reveal.   Suffice it to say, that there are some thoughts that need to be released and with an assurance that they will never be repeated. 

Prayer is a method to communicate our feelings to God; in return, He heals our soul's cry and captures the words that rest within the tears that fall from our eyes. 

Journaling is a god method that lends the opportunity to express our feelings on paper using a pen.  There is a sweet feeling of release when words flow outwardly from within.  Oh, my goodness, how the soul longs to speak when it encounters conflict and experiences in which it cannot seem to immediately escape or defeat.  

The glide of the pen upon the paper is a happy dance, which gives an aching and frustrated soul a time to unleash its ambiance. The journal can contain the madness and will never question the aptness. Release and be free.

The beauty of the journal is that it captures the heights and depths of things that reside within your heart and it will never, ever tell another soul. The more you write, the more you are consoled.  Return to the journal...

Read:  1 Peter 5:7

Sweet blessings,

T!