Wednesday, July 11, 2018

I really liked the idea of creating a journal myself. It’s like the way I clear my throat.

 Elizabeth George

There are things to do today but I wake paralyzed—my mind abuzz with a measure of apprehension, a measure  of anticipation,  and no particular reason for either.

I head to my private journal to short it out, and return grounded.

There is only this that I absolutely must do in these next twenty-four hours: delight in, and honour, my Creator.

And my perspective shifts.

And it is well.

Soli Deo gloria.



I’m a writer, reader, and creative. I thought by now I’d have things figured out, but I keep coming up with more questions. I think that’s okay. I’m here most mornings pondering ordinary things and the thin places where faith intersects.

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