The High Priest had the apostles carted off to jail, but during the night an angel sent them free. The prison door was locked, the guards were on duty but no one was home! The apostles were at the temple, teaching about Jesus! (See Acts 5:16-24)
I was captive in the prison of bulimia for more than sixteen years. I talked carefully to a chosen few but kept most of the details in my journal. I was free but hardly anyone knew about it. I finally told the whole story in my book “Meeting Myself, Snippets from a Binging and Bulging Mind.”
When I blogged my first few weeks as a widow, people begged for a book. And because I'd journaled my grief… I was able to capture it for others in The Pregnant Pause of Grief, the first trimester of widowhood.
Let me ask …do you journal? Our story may actually set someone else on the path to freedom because it gives encouragement and hope. It honors God and becomes a 'remembrance' stone (Joshua 4:5-7). It might even keep someone from making the same mistakes we did. If we know the past we'll be less likely to repeat it in our future. Look what happened when a Pharaoh came along who didn't know the history of his own country! (Exodus 1:8-11)
What is your story? Do your family or your friends know how God is working in your life? Is it written in your journal for an eventual family read? Why? Why not?
Our story may actually set someone on the path to freedom. It will give encouragement and hope. It will honor God and become a remembrance stone for someone, someday. After all, even God keeps a journal.
Then those who feared the Lord talked often one to another; and the Lord listened and heard it, and a book of remembrance was written before Him of those who reverenced and worshipfully feared the Lord and who thought on His name.(Malachi 3:16, AMP)
Prayer- Lord, we ought to be shouting You from the housetops! Help us start where we are by sharing Your Presence on paper. Amen.