I suddenly feel old. Shades of, “Grandpa, tell me ’bout the good old days,” as sung by The Judds. I just had an exchange with a blogging friend of about 12 years’ duration. Blogging used to be a completely different animal than it is now. Mostly, it was done on Blogger with free themes and all kinds of cute little features. Where so many blogs today look the same, those blogs were individual and definitely reflected the writer’s personality. My friend and I both miss it.
We were all just friends sharing life and going around “visiting,” getting to know and love one another. There were fun blog awards, very few writers had monetized blogs, and it was about connection in all the best ways.
We raised up kids, welcomed grandkids, buried husbands and friends, shared challenges and joys, shored up one another’s faith. We were Aaron and Hur for one another.
I know I can’t go back those good old days. The internet has evolved. But I think I’ve decided to make this blog an Ebenezer. Those precious women, so many of whom are still my friends even though we have never met, were blessings provided in the hardest times of my life by my God. Ebenezer means “stone of help,” and I hope you’ll find something to help or encourage you here.
A special thanks to Debby Hudson for use of her photography for this post.