I’m going to attempt to blog all 30 days in April.
Back in the day (pre-heart attack pretty much), blogging every day for a month was nothing. I did it all the time.
Blog, blog, blog, blah, blah, blah. (What did I even talk about??)
When life is hard, I shut up.
I mean, not completely, but I’m less prone to open my mouth, put myself out there. Blog gets slimmer, journal gets fatter.
And then, my own personal angst aside, there are the rare times I actually speak up on an issue of some sort, and I get all manner of unhappy people just oh-so-disappointed in me. (That’s the pessimist in me talking. The happy, thankful, wonderful comments have waaaaaaay outnumbered the not-so-nice. I love you people.)
I’ve been feeling a lot lot lot of tension lately (more than the usual lot lot), and I’ve spent lots of time asking God to point me in the way I should go.
And he’s listening. And answering. But also reminding me that to trust, really trust, means I don’t always know. It means I can’t lean on my own understanding. It means leaning into him in a trust fall is way better than seeing the future clearly.
And when I start to get scared of writing, that’s my cue. IT’S TIME TO WRITE.
What will I write about? Heaven knows.
In an ideal world, I’d wrap up loose ends, finish blogging about things I started last month and last year, inspire y’all to live amazing lives for Jesus, share stuff from my heart, and be really funny.
I am promising nothing.
Except that I will do everything in my power to blog every day for the next 30 days.
You’re on the edge of your seat, aren’t you?