It’s good.
I appreciate the friends who read my blog and see the life that provides the matrix from which seemingly unrelated posts spring. They know what I’m saying when I try not to be obvious. And if I do anything really irresponsible, they can hold me accountable.
In theory my friends and family can catch up on what I’m thinking. To some extent that would be encouraging. Then again, what would we talk about when we’re together? I like blogging as preparation for that inevitable question, “What’s up with you?” or some similar inquiry; blogging orders my thoughts. On the other hand, if everyone at church and work and home knew what I was thinking, and what I believe about church, family, politics… Let’s just say I might be uncomfortable and they might be shocked to find out all at once. Maybe they are reading. That’s ok. I’m working to be more transparent. Just take a deep breath and reassure yourself that you know me. I can’t be as weird as all that.
I love getting comments on my blog. Making friends, getting encouragement and challenges and insight from people online is profitable. Comments from friends are exciting, too. Even if they just say hi.
When I read blogs written by other people, it brings a smile to my face when their personal friends and family comment. I know Amy’s (of Humble Musing fame) husband reads her blog. He even updates it from time to time.
So here’s the challenge. If I know you, comment. If I don’t know you, please comment. Note the please. Why are we always kinder to strangers?
To God be all glory,
Lisa of Longbourn
Lisa of Longbourn 
Lisa,
I’m struggling with this topic. I’m torn with revealing my blog to friends and family. As a relatively new blogger, I’m unsure about when to tell people I’ve been writing about my life on the internet.
Enjoyed your blog. I am a country doc, and I play music and write because it gives me the perspective to keep doctoring everyday. To parahrase (or wreck) Descartes, “I write, therefore I am.”
Visit me at drtombibey.wordpress.com.
-Dr. B
I want to be real with the people I know, but like any relationship, you don’t overload your friends with all your thoughts and history all at once. So if it comes up, or I feel like I ought to be more open with people, I tell them about the blog.
I can’t keep from writing, either. It’s either going to be a journal, which as a record of thoughts and days seems so pointless (I barely even have time to reread my journal!); or I write emails to my friends, or write a book (too slow a return!) or I blog.
To God be all glory,
Lisa of Longbourn