In 1975, struggling to become a writer, and reading numerous library books on the subject, I learned the importance of journaling. I didn’t feel comfortable talking to myself on paper, but already had a habit of talking to the Lord in all my thoughts, so I took scrap paper and binders destined for the garbage, use the blank sides, and poured out all my thoughts to my dearest Confidante. I seem to have stopped in 1976, or I’ve lost those pages, but I took it up with renewed vigour in 1977 and have never stopped since. Getting a computer in 1991 only made me more prolific!
It is perhaps hard for others to understand how it can be, but pouring out my soul and mind to God every day has saved my sanity! Not just once, but many times. Every so often I stop and I worship God all over again for this one vital facet of my life. It has helped me understand myself and God’s Word, the Bible better, it has honed my writing and thinking skills, developed my personality, and healed me of many spiritual wounds.
Again, this may be no parting of the Red Sea to someone else, but I know I have a very sensitive, delicate spirit, and I am so grateful God knows how to communicate with me and deal with me in terms that are just perfect for me!
I began journaling at my job as receptionist-switchboard operator at Philips Electronics, London, Ontario, where I was warned the first day, that the previous employee had been fired for falling asleep at the desk. It truly was a boring job all by itself, with long stretches between phone calls on the switchboard or walk-in traffic. At first I read like a house-a-fire, then learned that I could get fed up with that. As long as I stopped the moment work came, I could pray, read, or write to my heart’s content. (I even got away with cutting out paper dolls once, when I explained that they were for a huge mural for our church’s missions conference).
This was just after my dream plan fell through, so I had lots to talk over with the Lord. It was the only way I could cope or get comfort. The written prayers helped me to come back to where I’d left off when a salesman or job-seeker came in. As my spirit cheered and I read much devotional and theological non-fiction, and through my church met excellent missionaries, I learned to intercede passionately for individuals and nations around the world. It was my main spiritual work, and I loved it.
February of 1991, back here in Hague, I got my first computer and the first thing I tried was to write out my prayers. In no time my fingers flew! Now I could type just about as fast as I could pray in my mind, something my handwriting had never been able to do, nimble though I thought I’d been!
When Mom died in 1997, and as Dad loved to sleep in, I continued to write prayers on the computer, most days from 6:30 am - 7:30, often until 9 am, but this included Bible study and thinking and planning agendas and projects because I like to do this in the presence of the Lord, and get sense of His approval before I proceed. It also included a number of cycling intercession lists, for I take every promise to pray for someone as a serious vow. There were days I interrupted myself to do what others asked or expected of me, but as soon as I had free time again, I would go back to finish my devotions before I tackled any of my personal projects.
That time was curtailed somewhat when I decided to call myself a business woman and go online to learn how to self-publish my novel in 1999. Nearly 8 years later, I sometimes pine for those longer hours in my prayer journal! Sometimes I just declare a half-day holiday for myself, and go back to that old 288 DOS computer to talk things over thoroughly with the Lord. I always come away enriched and full of new ideas and ways to correct or improve my work agenda.
If at all possible I try to take several such days in the week between Christmas and New Years to evaluate what I’ve been doing, and what needs to be dropped and what I must add to my busy life. I always enter the new year full of enthusiasm and energy and hope for great things. I don’t get everything done, - but I get a lot more done than if I had not begun this way in my Prayer Journal.
(c) 2006 Ruth Marlene Friesen