Over and over again, God has tugged on my heart to write, write, write. When I get a fresh reminder, I usually spend 2 or 3 days trying to put a little energy toward it. Then I fizzle out. For more years than I care to recount, this has been my pattern. Now, I find… Continue reading But, What Do I Write?
I've sat at this screen a few times a day since I went to the hospital Wednesday. I have so many things I want to write about - my vision for the feed store, the ideas I have brewing, the excitement I feel. I want to write about the people, the questions, the encounters. I… Continue reading So Much to Say
Not words I want to hear. In fact, these very words make me feel a little irritated (okay, maybe hostile). I chase things hard, and fast. I am always trying to learn new things. I always want to take classes and go to school. I'm writing tonight as a form of therapy. It's time I… Continue reading Slow Down Dear