Well hello there! It’s been awhile, I know. Please don’t let the quietness of this blog over the last month fool you though, the truth is I’m writing more now than ever. Only different is it’s for websites I’ve followed and enjoyed for years and print magazines. What?! Seriously, pinch me. I thought maybe I’d get to do these things in five years or so but it’s happening now and I’M GOING WITH IT.
I will not abandon this blog though, it’s my first love. I’ve met people I would never have met and I’ve learned so much. Oh how I’ve learned. I get drunk on the “me too” moments here and I’m not giving them up anytime soon. This blog, with it’s first post just three months ago, is what opened these doors for me in the first place and I’ll be forever grateful.
One thing about publishing; whether online or print, is that there’s this lag time that can make it all a bit anticlimactic. Do you all watch The Bachelor? This is a piece I wrote the day after the last season finale. It’s over at Internet Cafe Devotions this morning, a site I’ve been reading for years but only dreamed of writing for before now. I’ve been waiting to see September 28th on my calendar for quite some time now so I could share it with you.
“I sat down this morning to spend some much-needed time with God. I was tired from staying up late watching the season finale of a reality show. A three hour endeavor, I was surprised to learn at the beginning; but I was committed. I was in it for the long haul and now I was paying the price. As I sat down to pray with a steaming hot mug of coffee in hand; Beth Moore’s Bible study, Living Free, caught my eye on my bookshelf. It was from a women’s group I’d led a couple of months ago and never finished. As I cracked it open for the first time in awhile, I learned I was on week four of six.
Hurried, scattered, disorganized, distracted, graspy is how I’d felt for the last couple of months. I flipped to the last page I had read, it was a section on finding our satisfaction in Christ. “This is where I left off?” I thought to myself, “What am I crazy?”’ Read more.