Ties That Bind

I wasn't going to post today . . . I have much to tell, but my comfortable bed is calling. Inspiration cried out and beat tiredness, as my heart welled with a gratefulness for the God-sized connections that have been created in the blog world.

Checking in on friends this afternoon, not through a meeting at Starbucks nor a walk through the park. I would venture to say that I never dropped a greeting card, nor did I pick up the phone. But as my eyes fell on fresh posts, I joined with friends in a deep and meaningful way - feeling connected and a part of something so much bigger than myself.

Sure, this blogging thing might prove to be just another trend - here today, gone tomorrow. But what this girl discovered through a click here and another there, is a peek into the life of somebody else who has witnessed God.

Whether through the tells of a vacation, or an update of the latest family fury - God's presence is so powerfully magnified when we tell our stories. Fellow bloggers . . . keep telling, be vulnerable, stay real and record what you can see.

For it is in the twinkling moments of life that God is witnessed. And every account recorded brings hope to all who see.