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“When I stand before God at the end of my life, I would hope that I would not have a single bit of talent left, and could say, 'I used everything you gave me.”   Erma Bombeck

“There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you.” -- Maya Angelou


I’ve been thinking about this for some time.   I need to pause and appreciate what my fellow bloggers do.
Why write?  Some write to instruct us how to cook the best recipe, or re-arrange the furniture for maximum eye appeal.  Some bloggers help us get well with natural remedies.  Some write “how to” tips.  Some bloggers share their faith and inspire us to soar spiritually.  On and on, the variety goes.

Just last summer my husband decided to get his extensive dental work done in Mexico.  Bloggers were my first resource for research and recommendations.  It turned out well.

I remember back when my daughter and I were especially low.  She lived in another state and I visited often to cheer her up and help with her little one.  She was not yet established in a church body and felt isolated in her pain.  God heard our plea for help and loving believers entered our lives via Blogger and Wordpress.  Their prayers and uplifting words of compassion reached into the crevices of our broken spirits helping us put the pieces back together.  Some experienced similar trials and their blog posts of God’s grace and deliverance gave us hope.

I think blogging should be added to the biblical list of spiritual gifts, especially when I read 2 Corinthians 1:4: 
He comforts us in all our troubles so that we can comfort others. When they are troubled, we will be able to give them the same comfort God has given us.

Pile of Smiles, my own life’s compilation of events, is forging ahead in 2015 with hopes that any passerby or long-time friend will visit and feel refreshed.  I need to write.  It clarifies everything for me.  It’s my corner where creativity and expression meet.  Also, I cherish the friends I’ve made over the years in this venue and want them to know that. And I look forward to developing new ones.

Thank you, blogging friends, for your compassion, your willingness to help, your delightful humor and your creativity through the gift of writing.  I’m cheering you on this year; you are bright spots in my life.

This post links to Tell Me A True Story

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  1. I find that when I'm unable to post the words start backing up within me. Thanks for sharing!

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  2. I think you've perfectly captured that dual sense of compulsion and desire that sums up a writer's heart. I know that without writing, my life would much more difficult to negotiate. Writing is how I process what I'm experiencing.

    Mary, having said that, I so appreciate your words on your blog. My life is brightened by you, and Blog Land is lucky to have your presence!

    Looking forward to walking our journeys in 2015. May we continue to uphold and encourage each other!

    GOD BLESS!

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  3. I am so thankful for the blogging community and the encouragement given and received by so many. Without this avenue of blogging many of us would have been a flame extinguished. Thank you for your smiles that travel through the miles, and for sharing with us here at "tell me a Story."

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  4. And you are always a bright spot in my life, treasured friend. Love you!

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  5. Wow, Mary. I'm not sure why, but this really struck a cord in my heart and soul and moved me deeply.

    I so appreciate that you do write, and by goodness you write from the heart. There is nothing sweeter and purer, even in our fallenness.

    You've been a blessing. I know some of your loved ones struggles and I've seen the hand of our Father answer your and our prayers…

    Our small part might be much larger than we could ever suspect. Keep up the good work and the good Word, sister.

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  6. "I think blogging should be added to the biblical list of spiritual gifts."
    Amen! I am so encouraged in the Lord through many of our blogging friends. I definitely believe God can and does use this medium (just like any other) for his glory if we allow him to. I'm glad you're still writing, Mary. I need to also. There are things in us that have to get out, one way or another. :)

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  7. Hi Mary! What a lovely affirmation of blogging! You have benefitted from your blog friends in so many ways, I can see why you love them so much.
    I can really relate to the writing thing. I enjoy writing too, and when I'm away from it for a while, I do get a bit 'itchy' to get back to it. I think thats a sign of God's gentle nudges.
    Keep writing! Keep encouraging and being encouraged. It is what you have been called to do.
    Blessings,
    Ceil

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