I've never been good at a journal. And that's ironic, because one thing I feel strongly is that we need stories, we need to hear them and we need to share them. And so, here is my attempt to share some stories of my life---and maybe a few other things along the way.
But first, here is my pledge for this blog: I will try to strike a balance.
Let me explain. Way back when, when I was called to be a missionary, I determined that all of my letters home would be positive. And I was pretty successful at that goal. There were days when it was hard to find anything positive to write about. But I'd begin anyway, forcing myself to find the good in the week. Usually, by the end of the letter, something interesting had happened. Not only had I found something good, but I felt better, too. It was a good exercise in the power of positive thinking.
However, there was a downside to my approach. When I read those letters now, I don't see a true vision of my mission. Yes, it was a great time, and those letters show that, but that's almost all they show. Some of them are almost obnoxious in their up-ness. I can think of two letters in the whole 18 months worth, where I took off my happy face and wrote about a difficulty I was having.
And so, I'm seeking the balance, not only in this blog, but in my life. There has to be one there somewhere, that tricky line between focusing on the positive, and acknowledging the negative. If anyone has been successful in finding it, I'd love to hear how they did it.