600 Pages

I wonder what you write about, journal about, talk to yourself about?  Reviewing daily lessons, hashing and re-conversing conversations, remembering a different season of life, or planning for one yet to come?  Do you write about your loved ones and the things you want them to know?  Or maybe you write about the things you are glad didn't actually come out of your mouth.  I have a page in my Bible covered with a picture one of my children drew because I didn't ever want them to read just how mad I was at that moment in time....Good thing I loved them cause I sure didn't like them!  

In the last three years I have written over 600 typed pages processing the trauma from the past.  Most of it was written during the night because I couldn't sleep.  Some of it is quotes from people who seemed to have read my secret thoughts.  To begin for the first time in my life to understand the guilt and shame, the anger and rage, to shift the blame from myself to the rightful owner.  My mind and body were forcing me to look at what happened.  The intensity was extreme.  To process truth over lies, logic over emotion, knowledge over perception.  I am thankful for the gift of writing.  To let my heart speak the words that my mouth is unable utter.

What will your heart write about today?  Maybe on the old fashioned paper, maybe on an electronic device, maybe a mix of both.  What ever it is, let your heart speak.