When I was a child I used to journal my thoughts / have a diary. When my parents were moving 2 years ago, I found some of those journals and laughed at myself. I just seemed so silly in my thoughts as a child but then as I thought about it more, I realized how freeing it was to get things out — sort of like blogging! 

I’ve seen prayer journals and heard of others having them. I saw a lot of them on Etsy that I liked but then I randomly stumbled upon this one from The Hipster Housewife and I just knew I had to have it since it matches my tattoo!!

I’ll admit to it sitting on my dining room table for a little while. I would look at it, feel an urge to write and just walk away. I’d come back a few hours or a day or two later with the same urge and feel silly for wanting to write it all down. BUT– I had a really ‘weird’ moment where I kept running into the same number sequence over and over (or rather my husband was), and I decided to look it up. Learning from a friend that consistent number sequences mean something, I decided to look into it and was flabbergasted at what it meant and how close to the truth it was for me in my life at this particular moment. *If you keep running into the same number sequences as well, you can look them up here.

In that moment, I instantly started writing. It felt freeing to write it all out and release a prayer and know that it would be taken care of. Its nice to know I can communicate to God in multiple ways, whether it be speaking to Him directly or writing my thoughts out.

The point of this blog is really to just encourage any of you looking for an outlet to start writing. Whether it be blogging or writing in a journal, painting, taking pictures, etc. I believe everyone needs an outlet that feels good. I just so happen to have a few and am grateful for photography, blogging & now writing in my new journal that reminds me every time I look at it that God made us to be the salt of the earth and the light of the world.

Below is my pretty new journal and shells I started to collect when I found out I was pregnant with Aubree..and the remaining ones are shells she has picked up from our little beach adventures :) I always let her keep the ones she holds onto! And the photo of my great grandmother is there because I’m having a ‘weird’ day and just felt like seeking her today!