I could tell you that this blog began in October of 2019; while that’s true, it’s not the whole story.
You want the whole story? At least, the somewhat short version of it? Okay, here it goes.
Once upon a time, there lived a man and his wife. They had been married for 8 years and praying for a child of their own to hold and love and raise.
And their prayers (and those of others around them) were answered.
In March of 2005, a baby girl with a thick thatch of dark hair joined this phenomenon we call life.
By her fifth birthday (2010), she wasn’t Mommy and Daddy’s only baby. A little sister and a little brother had arrived, and they all made a happy, (mostly 😉😄) normal family.
In this wonderful family, with wonderful extended family and friends and church family, this girl continued to grow up. She loved to read and, in varying degrees and circumstances, to write. Stories and characters floated around in her mind; some were written down and saved, others were not. She was a mostly happy child.
But things began to change, in so many different ways, as they always do.
This girl began hating work and having bad attitudes when she had to help out. She’d complain and grump and pout and even throw some hissy fits.
She struggled miserably for a long time. And soon, because of how nasty and ugly she felt on the inside, she started thinking she was ugly on the outside.
To make a long story short, she eventually talked with some friends in September 2018 and things began to get better. God was faithful and loving and close.
In February of 2019, the girl and her cousin began emailing verses and their thoughts on them to each other, as a way of keeping themselves faithful in their devotions, of actually getting something out of the devotions, and of encouraging and challenging each other. About a month later, the girl started sending those emails to other girls.
Her dad read some of those emails and eventually brought the subject up with her: What would you think of starting a blog?
Of course, the girl was pretty excited! Starting a blog was actually something she kinda always thought would be cool, something she had on her bucket list. To think that she could actually do that, at fourteen, and share her thoughts on God’s Word and things she’d been learning, etc. . . . Yeah, she wanted to do it. 😁
So she began brainstorming, and her dad started working (it was nice having a website designer for a dad 😉), and finally Words Like a Waterfall was ready.
Of course, the girl in this story is me. The above story (in a very condensed, sorta vague way) is mine–and God’s. Without God, none of this would have happened. I wouldn’t have been born, wouldn’t have struggled with those lies and overcome them, wouldn’t have started this blog–none of it was possible without God.
If someone would have told me a year ago that this is where I’d be, with 195 (196 counting this one) posts published and 18 subscribers, I probably wouldn’t have quite believed it. And if they would have told me two years ago, I most likely would have laughed in their face and said “Yeah, right!”
But here I am. And here you are.
By the grace of God.
I want to give a big thank you to
- all my readers and subscribers; I appreciate your traveling with me, reading my (sometimes rambling, often sporadic) thoughts, commenting, liking, encouraging, and praying!
- my dad and mom, who started me on this journey, and continue to love and support me. I couldn’t (and don’t want to) imagine life without you two!
- my friends who have helped, encouraged, and challenged me so many different ways/times. Y’all are awesome, and I love you bunches!
- everyone I’ve quoted or wrote posts inspired by their words/works. Thanks especially to Tane Hannah and Scott Cuzzo for letting me use your poems!
- my Abba God. What can I say? The words seem so paltry, but thank You. For everything.
The Lord bless thee, and keep thee:Numbers 6:22-27 (KJV)
The Lord make his face shine upon thee, and be gracious unto thee:
The Lord lift up his countenance upon thee, and give thee peace.