Joining Lisa Jo and the girls today...5 minutes, no edits and no re-writes....love those that came before.
I strain, I stress, I worry...what if the words don't come. Yet they do. They press in and ask to be put down. They come in a flood and seem to overwhelm. They come in good days and bad days. They come to comfort and correct. They come to instruct and to witness. But I am just amazed still, that they come at all. Why this? Why these? To comfort those as I have comforted you. And so I wait. WAIT. For the words I long to hear, for the words I long to know, for the words I long for others to know. To share the good and the bad. To love and to be loved. To do the thing that I know He created me to do. To do the thing that I never seem to doubt. I write. Thankful.