Chit chat.

From Tumblr, to my journal, to just plain ol' conversations, it's evident that one outlet doesn't seem to cut it for me. Too often, I am anxious to extract my thoughts from the conscious to actual text, but I am discouraged. I tend to stray from the original intent of my entry & lean more toward my need for organized thought. I just enjoy reading good writing, okay? & thus, I strive to write with the viewpoint of myself, as a reader. I would get frustrated because I wouldn't be able to come up with a better synonym or better metaphor. I would change sentences to create more of a flow. I would proofread countless times & replace a few words to match my persona.

It's too much.

I'll admit that I'm usually pleased with the finished products. I enjoy looking back at my posts & getting in depth with what I experienced; however, I'd wish that I'd take it easy on myself sometimes. Don't worry about the blog readers, or even your future self-- write what you need to write. Write what's on your mind & heart, right now. Unchanged. The results are still genuine, but presented in a different format. Even this post required a bit more thinking on my part.

I'm so grateful for my prayer time with God. Nothing to judge, just words to hear. Though I may stumble on my words, my point is always understood. If I bring up a topic too frequent for others, He will always listen & answer according to His perfect will. He is my comfort. I'm so glad that God sent Christ, essentially Himself incarnate, to be the sacrifice & our Mediator. The curtain was torn & we no longer need an earthly priest to reach God; God Himself came to be our Priest, & a High Priest at that. Perhaps a greater comfort would be the fact that He will reign as King for all eternity & I will finally be in the presence of my Redeemer.

I doubt that my "writer's OCD" will escape me anytime soon. Or ever, actually. I'm content with each form of outlet that I use, but even more so: prayer. Praise God for His grace & unconditional love.