Blogging is a place of inclusion and diversity. I marvel at the different people whom I follow, people that I will probably never meet in person, but with whom I share nearly every day. I am in awe of the pictures of courage, perseverance, resilience, and determination that I read each day.
Each person’s story allows me to comprehend the possibilities of the human condition, and that no matter how dire events in our lives may get, someone has survived similar situations and so can I. To share comments with people of all races, languages, nations, and beliefs makes me a better person, more tolerant and less judgmental.
As a Christian, that is so important as often we think that we are superior to others, when we are all striving to endure life on this planet as best we can. I am not a “stone thrower,” mainly because of some of the naughty decisions I made in the past, I not only cannot throw the first stone, I cannot even bend over to pick up a stone.
Blogging has allowed me to stretch my abilities, especially in writing fiction. Writing poems has been life-affirming, particularly as those who read my work aren’t expecting me to be the next Elizabeth Barrett Browning. I can just have fun with it all.
Revelation 7:9 speaks of a multitude of people from every race, tribe, and language, together on one accord, praising the Lamb of God. For me, the inclusiveness of the blogging community to which I belong prepares me to celebrate the goodness of God in the land of the living and on the other side of Glory.
We were to discuss what blogging means to us. As I have missed writing the last few days, I recall the depths of my need to connect to others, some of whom are unlike me in terms of the categories we create, but like me in regards to the pain and suffering and the succeeding and triumphing of the human spirit. My thanks to all my followers and to those I follow. You have modified my life so much more than I could have imagined before I started blogging.
I am not ashamed of being a survivor, of having spent time in a mental facility, or of being sometimes weak and uncertain. You teach me that we can get through everything, not always with a smile on our faces, but with hope in our hearts. Thanks a lot.
Written for Tale Weaver # 218 from Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie: What sdoes blogging mean to you. Fandango prompt is Recall. Ragtag prompt is Picture. Word of the Day is Naughty. Your Daily Prompt is Modify.