I Can't Believe I'm Doing This...

I really can't believe that I have actually started a blog.   And to try to find a point to begin....oh my.

Okay.   "Let's start at the very beginning.   That's a very good place to start."   Or so sang Julie Andrews in "The Sound of Music".   If I knew where the beginning was, believe me, I would start there!   But it has been so many years since I have written anything and actually submitted it for publishing...sigh!...I feel very out of practice.  And honestly, humbled by the truly awesome blogs out there. 

Now, don't go Google-ing my name on any books; for they're all piled in another room waiting for money to fall from the heavens so I might publish one or two.   My main writings have been commentaries that I would write for several of the state newspapers in Arizona back in the '90's.   I told you it's been awhile.   

It was just a 'natural' thing for me to do as co-pastor with my husband, of the little church we pastored during those years of thin-living.   I never drew a paycheck for writing, but I certainly was well compensated by the Lord for being obedient to sit and write.

Which, gulp!, brings me right back to why I'm here, blogging (dear God!) for the first time; obedience, once again, to sit and write.   

First and foremost I'm stepping out in bare, butt-naked, obedience.  Secondly, and just as meaningful to me, I'm stepping out because of the loving, nagging of my best friends telling me that I have things that others need to hear.   

Everyone has a story to tell, right?   It's okay.  You may roll your eyes as you wonder, "What on earth could another woman have to say that I have not already heard."   Can't blame you.   

But maybe over the months as I share things like how I was given 6 months to live after finding late stage 3 ovarian cancer, there will be something there that you need.   And by the way, that death diagnosis will be 12 years ago this coming May.

Or perhaps the story of my husband's suicide, death, seeing Jesus, and coming back to life, and our amazing journey might grab your attention.   

Then there are the stories of ministry and experiencing things that would make your hair fall out after hearing the places we've been and the things we've seen.

Now before I end this, my very first entry, I must warn you: I am the owner of a very warped sense of humor.  I'm the kind of person that sees humor when everyone else is crying their eyes out.   If Gary Larson would come back and make a new Far Side and call it something like, The Way Darker Side of The Far Side, that's where my humor hangs out, along with talking cows and sheep who smoke.

Life is way too funny not to laugh as you go through it.   And it's sure much cheaper than therapy.

So!   I guess this has been my beginning.   I will try to learn what to do technically so that I might get on here as often as I can, and let my mind out to play amongst all of you.   

Just remember: you've been warned!  

Much Love and Laughter,

Patti