My Hope is built on nothing less, than Jesus' blood and righteousness. I dare not trust the sweetest frame but wholly lean on Jesus' name.
If I had to break it down to one lyric of a song to describe my faith, the words above would be the first I would think of The hymn “On Christ the Solid Rock I Stand” expresses the hope I have in Jesus. Jesus is my hope and He is my only hope! I love Jesus and without him, I wouldn't be here. He is my only hope! Is he yours too?
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Journaled Faith and Me
I started Journaled Faith to talk about my love for Jesus, and journaling, pens, markers, and planners. I want to share those things with you and I want you to share your journals and the things you love with me! Let's be friends!
I have been blogging off and on for several years. I tend to start with a bang and then fizzle out, but I never felt I had found my niche, my audience, my people, but now here I am! I'm ready to go all in and make this blog, not only about journals but more about Jesus!
I grew up in church. My grandfather was a Baptist minister. When I was very young he was a Pastor, but in my childhood years, he was an associate pastor at Lynhurst Baptist Church in Indianapolis, In. That's where I grew up. My sister and I were at church with my mom and grandparents whenever the doors were open. We were the first to get there and the last to leave, and we didn't miss church.
If we were tired, we went to church, if we had homework, we went to church and did our homework during my grandfather's teaching mid-week service, and so on! As a child, I wasn't happy about that, but as an adult, I appreciate it so much!
I accepted Jesus as my Savior when I was a little girl, and I was baptized then as well. I was fortunate to be able to go to church camps and spend a lot of time around my Christian friends. When I was 14 I moved to Florida, found myself in another church, and made friends there. My Dad and stepmom didn't go to church with me, but I was there as often as I could be. I loved being in church.
When I was 18 I moved out of my parent's home and in with my boyfriend. I stopped going to church and lived my life however I wanted. I still loved Jesus, I just wasn't following Him. After my relationship ended and I moved again I started attending church regularly again.
One night after Wednesday night youth service one of my good friends asked me flat out, “if you died tonight would you go to heaven?” It caught me off guard. I was a Christian, I loved Jesus, I went to church…but I couldn't help but think “if I died that night would I go to heaven?” That next Sunday, October 18, 1989, I went forward and gave my life back to Jesus and I've been serving him ever since!
It was during church camp in my teen years that I began keeping a journal regularly. I had kept a “dear diary” kind of journal when I was younger. At camp, I just used a spiral notebook and I poured my heart out in those pages, over and over again. Every heartache, every tear, every laugh, every good and bad memory I put in those pages. Journaling gave me an out. It gave me a place to vent, and it gave me a place to record my happy moments too.
As I got older I didn't journal as much. I would start a journal, then put it away, and then start again later. Then about 5 years ago I got started using a planner. The first planner I used was made by The Happy Planner, and I was hooked. I could keep track of my days and appointments, and I could decorate with STICKERS! It was the perfect hobby! From planners, I moved to bullet journals, and then I combined the two and have Happy Planner planners and journals. Starting this blog is just a natural progression in my hobby!
As I stated at the beginning Jesus is my hope, my only hope and I love talking about Him! As this blog progresses I'll share my favorite journals and supplies, but most of all I want to share Jesus!