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Reflections on @stickyJesus: Chapter 13

March 10, 2011 By Sandra Heska King

Since the gospel is the stickiest story ever told, committing to write a blog is one of the most powerful channels to get that story heard. ~@stickyJesus

In the beginning, the future is a pristine expanse that yawns before us.

And we step out into it.

Sometimes the way is clear, and we journey straight.

Sometimes we backtrack.

Sometimes we run in circles.

Yet in the midst is God.

He protects us.

He walks with us.

Sometimes He even carries us.

Our lives unfold–and sometimes unravel.

He smooths wrinkles.

Snips loose threads.

Stitches torn places.

Weaves a story that begs to be told.

Blogging is simply a new way of telling stories. ~Brian Baily, author of The Blogging Church, in @stickyJesus, p. 154

And there is a hunger for these stories.

For our stories.

For His story.

Sometimes I wonder if writing another word will really mean anything to anyone but me.

But then someone says that something I wrote really touched them. Or that what I said was exactly what they needed that day.

Or they say something like this.

And so I keep on blogging.

And find rest in the journey.

Let the redeemed of the LORD tell their story—
those he redeemed from the hand of the foe, Psalm 107:2 (NIV)

God is magnificent; he can never be praised enough.
There are no boundaries to his greatness.
Generation after generation stands in awe of your work;
each one tells stories of your mighty acts.
Your beauty and splendor have everyone talking;
I compose songs on your wonders.
Psalm 145:3-5 (Message)

Note: This chapter also includes a “blogging 101 section” with hints, tips, and resources for starting and maintaining a blog.

Linking up with Michelle Sarabia and friends as we walk through this book together.

And with Bonnie as we journey toward rest.


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  1. laura says

    March 10, 2011 at 10:40 pm

    I’m glad you do–keep on blogging. I know that feeling, though. But you know what? What you are creating is art. It sure does make the world more beautiful.

    And I love those little bird feet prints. Those are just adorable.

    • Sandra says

      March 11, 2011 at 8:10 am

      Art. I love that thought. You make the world more beautiful.

  2. seekingpastor says

    March 10, 2011 at 10:47 pm

    Great words and great pictures. Love the feet prints.

    • Sandra says

      March 11, 2011 at 8:09 am

      Thanks, Matt! We have busy birds–and a stray cat. 🙂

  3. Lyla Lindquist says

    March 11, 2011 at 5:36 pm

    I love those little bird steps — going every which way. Can almost see the bird running around there dazed and confused.

    You know, I struggle with the purpose at times, wondering what we’re doing. And I’ve come to realize that (among many other things) blogging is not only a new way to tell stories but also a new way we have to “Speak to one another with psalms, hymns and spiritual songs.” (Eph 5)

  4. Faith Barista Bonnie says

    March 12, 2011 at 10:13 pm

    I so agree with Laura. So glad you’re still blogging and that is what art does. It leaves this world a more beautiful place. We’re enjoying your story in it, Sandy!

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