I write for myself

Why should I write? Why do I write?

In a word, it's therapeutic.

Some find solace in retail therapy. I opt for reflection therapy. It's easier on the pocket.

So, I write for reflection. For remembrance. For restoration. For reprieve, sometimes.

Selfish? Of course. Isn't everything that we do? To some degree or another, every decision that we make is, at its root, selfish.

In this case, with regard to whatever ends up coming out of my heart and onto the pages of this blog that I vowed I would never start, I unashamedly and unapologetically admit from the very beginning that I write for myself.

Of course, this begs the question, ‘If I write for myself, why broadcast it for the world to see?’ Well, to be honest, I don’t know. But the Lord knows. Perhaps, in spite of my fallen, sinful state, the Lord will use some of these personal reflections to bless, challenge or encourage the heart of someone who finds this blog. If that is the case, may it be to His glory.