Usually, a blogger writes about what a wonderful year they
have had in their first year of blogging on their blog anniversary. I missed
mine on April 30, 2012, so let’s count this post as that one year anniversary
blogging post.
Many writers drop out in their first year, because they become
busy with other things in life. Seriously, most of the other bloggers that I
started following over one year ago are no longer blogging. I don’t know the
specific reasons. I would imagine that they run the gamut. Some do a farewell
post, while others seem to just fade away, with a post less and less often
until finally, there is no new post.
I have enjoyed my first year and the positive feedback that
I have received. I was always curious when that feedback would get negative, if
ever. Most of the people that I know that have written for any long period of
time have received some negativity; especially book authors. But I haven’t
---not until yesterday, that is.
Yesterday, I received an angry email from an individual who
heard that I had smeared his name. If I would have been him, I would have been
angry too. The story that was related to me that he heard was not the actual
story. At best, it was like the telephone game in which the final statement is
not the one that was originally spoken. At the worst, my blog was reduced to
gossip. SHRIEK!!!!!!! The NERVE of SOME
PEOPLE!!! I say that, somewhat frustrated, and yet somewhat amused.
The good news is that someone was talking about my blog.
This means two things: Number one, that while the individual was bad-mouthing
me, he or she was letting someone else rest. Number two, someone is reading what I write. I am not writing in vain. Happiness
abounds!
The better news is that the person to whom the blog was related
came to me and let me know what he had heard. That gave me a chance to respond.
In the end, I challenged him to actually read for himself, which he ultimately
did. He then responded more calmly and constructively.
The best news is that I am seeing visible reactions. People
are being provoked into action. I was comforted when I received a message on my
facebook page asking about the family that was the subject of my recent post,
One Family’s Story. The message was from the head of a local food bank at a
church here in town. She wanted to know if she could bring food to the family,
since they did not have a car. I was able to contact the family, and ask. They
were delighted at the offer and I was able to connect the two. The delivery was
made. The family was blessed in a powerful way. I am so humbled and honored to
have been part of this process. I am honored that someone read, someone cared,
and someone acted. To see tangible action as a result of one’s writings, is the
best honor that can be received. To see people blessing one another is to see
the face of God himself.
This whole blogging enterprise has been a blessing. Thank
you for reading.
Amen.
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Thanksgiving Challenge and Joy Dare:
Today, I am Thankful for:
287. Connections that bless.
288. Being part of the body of Christ all over the world, joined in unison with those who have come before and those who will follow.
289. A new month.
290. Anti. biotics.
291. Paying it forward.
292. New blogs.
293. Old blogs.
294. In-between aged blogs.
295. People who repeat a story and get it right.
296. Grace-filled friends like Sharon and Michelle.
297. Worn out tennis shoes.
298. Punctuation.
299. Punctuality.
300. The fervent prayers of a righteous man.
Thanksgiving Challenge and Joy Dare:
Today, I am Thankful for:
287. Connections that bless.
288. Being part of the body of Christ all over the world, joined in unison with those who have come before and those who will follow.
289. A new month.
290. Anti. biotics.
291. Paying it forward.
292. New blogs.
293. Old blogs.
294. In-between aged blogs.
295. People who repeat a story and get it right.
296. Grace-filled friends like Sharon and Michelle.
297. Worn out tennis shoes.
298. Punctuation.
299. Punctuality.
300. The fervent prayers of a righteous man.
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