Why blog?

I have written a personal diary/journal since I was a teenager in the 1970s. This was long before Adrian Mole became popular. Living in a remote part of Scotland in a small hamlet I had few, if any, friends who lived close by. Using the telephone was still something that required parents’ permission and forms in triplicate so was not encouraged for anything unless it was urgent.

Therefore the only way to explore feelings, dreams, hopes and fears was through writing them down. These moved from adolencent crushes and fantasies to practical guidance on life choices.

Over the years, although I have moved away from my parents home, the journal was still a place I could converse with myself without being locked up. Within the pages of my numerous books I could review my world and work out how to deal with what came my way without condemnation from anyone apart from myself.

In the last 10 years I have wandered into the realms of forums, blogs and social networking site but have yet been able to commit my thoughts in the same way I have through my paper journals. My first blog was a text file on my house website that came free with our internet account. I then joined the BBC Island Blogging site when I lived on the isle of Westray in the Orkney archipelago. This was meant to reflect on island life but ended up being a record of the antics of  my cat for the benefit of other cal-loving islanders. After this was moved and I became a mainlander again, I started my MadLamb blog that continued tracking the activities of my feline companions.

A recent group discussion on Facebook involved a comment by one woman who reflected on how her daughters might react to reading her paper journals when they are older, and possibly when she was no more. As one who has no children this left me with a cold shiver wondering if anyone would ever flick through my journals. While I worried about what they might think of my sanity during these 30-odd years I felt sad that all I had written would not have an effect on other people and they would head straight for the recycling box.

On top of all this I was aware that friends, family and, come to that, total strangers had no idea how my faith affected my life or how much my decision to become a Christian had been a constant strength in all that I have faced over the years.

So this blog is not about the minuti of life (that’s Facebook’s role) or an attempt to sound clever (I don’t think I could if I tried) but an opportunity to share how my faith makes a difference when reality bites at my heels.


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