Diaries. I've always kept diaries where I've written prayers in the form of journal entries, emails, or letters addressed to God. These books are where I've shared my innermost feelings to God and is the place where I am utterly honest. :)

Quite recently I have been preoccupied by other worldly distractions and have momentarily ceased to write in my diary to God. Watching a little trailer of 'Letters to God', I have realised how special this habit of mine is, and it jolted me to get moving again.

So anyway I thought I would share with you guys my diaries over the ages, also to store away these memories in case I lose any of them as time passes by. :)

My diary when I was 7 to 8 years old: "Talking to Jesus Diary"


This was a simple journal type diary, of a material and colour similar to a school exercise book. The design is 'Classic Pooh', and I remember selecting this book in the gift store then because of a little slogan found on the cover and the back of the book - "Sometimes a day without rush is the best sort of day" - I couldn't agree more!

My diary when I was 9 to 11 years old:


This was a blue-spiralled notebook, white on the cover with pink trimmings all around - the classical 'sweet' diary. There was a slogan on the top that read "This is a rare gift from God". I remember that I only used shiny pen ink to write in the diary, my utmost favourite colour being shimmery orange. I even wrote my weekly schedule in the back cover! :)

My diary when I was 12 to 13 years old ( I started writing much more):


This was a grey paper notebook, wrapped with a beautifully soft and turquoise book- wrap, with 'Frank the Hippopotamus'' face on the front. I remember I got this in Guardian (the wellness shop) at the mall and selected this one because of its unique cover. This book is special content-wise as it recounts my PSLE year, my first encounters with the down-side of puberty (first period), my introduction to secondary school life, and many many other 'firsts' at that point in my life.

My diary when I was 14 to 15 years old (which is up till the present):


This is a glossy purple diary that comes with a lock and two keys, air flown from Wisconsin from my loving aunt. It is the shimmiest, shiniest, most glaring diary I have ever owned and I have filled it with numerous accounts. It hold memories of my whole entire braces episode, my first church camp as a teenager and the transition from lower to upper secondary, a trying period for me. :)

When I turn 16, I will get a new diary, as my current one is getting a bit to thin to hold out another year. :)
I am proud of my diaries, they hold so much meaning for me and I encourage you all to pick up such a habit; it is interesting to see how much you and your faith in the Lord has grown after a while! Reading past entries never fails to show how almighty God is as well as how everlasting his grace is. After all, His grace is always sufficient, isn't it? :D