"There is nothing concealed that will not be disclosed, or hidden that will not be made known. What I tell you in the dark, speak in the daylight; what is whispered in your ear, proclaim from the roofs."
The break was good.
And although I had trepidations about returning, there was this persistent prickling in my brain. Words that needed to be written. God's Spirit calling me to think more deeply about the words I was reading from the Word. And then finally: a conviction to start.
It will be different. At least in the beginning, I fear I won't be a "good" blogger. I know what it takes to be a good blogger, and it takes a lot of time. A lot of research. A lot of reading and commenting and community. I honestly just don't know how I will do it all. Maybe I will, but I can't promise I will be able to comment on everyone's blog every week. I will do my best, but I can't have the pressure of trying to be a "good" blogger.
I will be me. Just me.
Writing when I can; abstaining when I can't.
Hoping someone will hear, but being okay if no one does.
All I know is that I'm supposed to write.
So write I will.