The lost art of my blog

I lost myself for a little while. I remember writing in Ireland that my blog was for myself. But, more recently, I sent out my blog link to all sorts of friends - friends anywhere from knowing me super well to friends that I only just started getting to know. And, slowly and subtly I found myself filtering what I was saying. Because you see, I was afraid. I was afraid that someone would read something in my blog and think badly or criticize me. So, I started wanting to make it just about the sights I've seen and my trips. But, you see that doesn't work for me. And, I lost interest in blogging.

A few days ago, I realized that one of the reasons I started my blog is to share the things that mattered to me, the things I learned and the things going on in my heart. It is very hard to share things that go on in my heart because it makes me vulnerable. And, an offhand inconsiderate comment could be quite painful.

Over the last few days, I've realized that it is God who needs to protect and heal my heart when it has been hurt. I realized that I lost the fun I had in blogging because I was filtering out all the things that really mattered to me - all so that I could protect myself.

The idea that it is God that will protect and heal me is probably one that I will need to learn over and over again. Because people's opinions while they can be hurtful are only a small part of all the things that can hurt in life.