I've been transcribing my journals from seminary with the thought of writing them up for a larger audience. So far I've only shared this with a good writer friend and our writing teacher, both of whom have been encouraging. I also thought perhaps I should continue the story after seminary to round it out, so I've been transcribing that time period today. That has been much harder as it's a darker story--at least initially. I underestimated how much the pain of that difficult time would echo through my being when I stepped back into that period of my life. I'm not at all sure that anyone else would be interested in reading what I wrote then. I certainly had no intention of sharing it with others at the time I wrote my honest and at times dismal ponderings in a journal. But perhaps just the exercise of going back through the story to see where I've been and how far I've come from that uncertain time is reason enough to slog through to the end, or more accurately the beginning of my current life. And it's good to rejoice in the knowledge that God has been faithful throughout my life, no matter my doubts and fears and anger. God is good, all the time, even when I don't necessarily recognize that goodness in my life.
Grace and Peace,