Mission Statement
Posted by Prairierose on Mar 10, 2006It has occured to me that I need to put a “mission statement” on my sidebar. Not so much for information to readers, but as a reminder to me. Sometimes, I come to post an entry, and I. Just. Can’t. Do. It. I read various blogs every day. And, I thoroughly enjoy my visit. I’m inspired, in awe, I laugh, I cry, I feel like I have been invited to come in, sit down and allowed to share their day with them. Alot of the wonderful ladies I read write professional.
And so, then, the dance begins. Why do I blog? I “wanna” be like them. But. I’m. Not.
Its then I have to sit down and analyze why I do this. Esp. right now, while I’m “fasting” from blog design. I have changed my sidebar some, spruced up the entries with some graphics that I hadn’t been using before. But the search for “the” perfect blog design or layout has been laid to rest for a bit. No changing the layout or design. Being consistent for awhile. I used to change “the look” frequently, and that kept me coming back to blog frequently.
But now — I must rely on words. I have always said — I love to write, but I’m not a writer. The many grammatical and reworded corrections on the bi-monthly newsletter I do for the church is proof of that. But, in a blog, there is no “right” way to do it. Its our place to come and be ourselves, and so, in that respect, I am comfortable writing here, no matter what it is I right. No one has left a comment for me to get a dictionary or “go back to school”.
But. I still falter sometimes, because I don’t feel “good enough”.
So. Why do I blog?
And, as I look at the archives, and go back over old entries, I find my answer there.
I have kept a paper journal for years. Back into my teen years. But, I haven’t written in a paper journal for quite some time. Blogging is just a computerized way of journaling. I come here to record the days, as they slip by. It is a recording of Ethan’s middle school and high school years. It is a place “in my comfort zone” that I can witness, that I can express my faith in God, in a way I am comfort with … with the “communities” and studies and ladies I associate with, with the graphics I display. And even though its not an every day occurance, even in the thoughts and words I share …. I hope that when someone comes in here, there is no doubt to the fact that I love the Lord, and that I am Christian. Self doubting, falling short of the mark, but nonetheless, a believing faithful servant of the Lord.
In the small pictures of things, I see the “day to day” recordings as mundane and dull. And yet, when I step back, and reread, a year ago — or I want to go back to the period of time when my mom died and the months that followed that — its then I understand, no matter how insignificant or dull or boring it might be — THAT is why I come here and do this. As I get older, the brain cells seem to fall off faster and faster. I forget even simple things these days. My mind used to be the equivalent of a steel trap. I remembered …everything! No so these days.
As I remind myself that I write for me, I am encouraged to continue to do so; and even though I don’t have dozens of faithful readers, I do have a handful that mean the world to me, that I have “met” and been blessed by them only because I DO blog. And that should be reason enough.
