Thinking

by adustyframe ~ April 29th, 2012

A few weeks ago, I submitted my “We Paid Cash” story to Crystal. I didn’t know if she’d run it or not so I was surprised when I saw MY mixer on her page while scrolling through my Facebook news feed.

Woo hoo! How exciting. I LOVE Crystal. She’s been a huge encouragement to me personally for a few years.

I get plenty of hits on this blog. It’s not a huge blog by any means but I have readers! (Very special readers by the way…) I check out sitemeter now and then. Sometimes for the reviews I do, I have to provide statistics.

When I first started this blog, I wanted it to be huge. You know “take over the blog world by storm”. But I quickly realized that’s not the purpose of this blog. Yes, I do share my link and promote sometimes, but pretty much whatever happens happens because God wants me to share our story and His goodness.

So–short story longer– (lol)–I don’t look at my sitemeter very often because I just don’t want to begin to blog for numbers. (I’m not saying that if you often check your stats that you ARE blogging for numbers. I’m saying I know I need to avoid that personally.)

When my site began crashing last week after being featured on Crystal’s awesome blog, I checked out my stats. OH MY GOODNESS! A Dusty Frame had almost 29,000 page views last week almost all of them after Thursday’s feature. I know lots of blogs have more than that every day, but I surely don’t!

I began to read some of the links on my blog that sitemeter showed me were being read. You know what I realized?

I’m GLAD I wrote these posts during the time they were happening. I read some things that my mind wiped away. I read some things and realized that I’ve forgotten the emotion I felt at the time.

If I were to write this blog now it would be a very different blog. Maybe I can understand some of those Christian “help” books that don’t really help. I think they forgot to record during the hard times because my blog very possibly would sound the same way if I waited to write it ’til now.

Sometimes I look back and really have no clue how we pulled through. I don’t know HOW I made it. I don’t know how we survived and even thrived. I don’t know how I got off the couch every day and tried to have a life as close to normal as we possibly could.

But I can read my posts and I can remember people who prayed for me. I can remember an encouragement someone sent my way. I can read your comments and see how much you helped me with your wisdom, love, and prayers.

I can read about God’s provision and goodness. I can read about my tears–and MAN those posts still hit me right in the gut. I am living those moments again every time I read an old post.

This blog that I never wanted to start–this topic I never wanted to write about–this trial I never wanted has been part of the reason I made it.

Psalm 119:71 It is good for me that I have been afflicted; that I might learn thy statutes.

Lizzie

3 Thoughts Shared to Thinking

  1. Lisa

    That’s a FABULOUS number of hits!!!!!

  2. Ame

    🙂

    amazing what God does with the itty bitty fish and little loaves of bread we give Him, isn’t it 🙂

  3. Janet

    Praise GOD for what’s He’s done!

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