
I have been trying to articulate as far back as I can remember. As far back as chicken scratch on the playroom floor. Late-at-night keyboard jam sessions while Dave Mustaine howled “Trust” into my headphones and I crammed nearly incoherent words, paragraphs and pages full of teenage angst into notepad while the dial-up struggled to connect. Journals, notepads and papers. Sermons, case notes and everyday communique. Mustering emotions into words with my therapist. Bringing life to words.
So, why the blog resurrection? Do I have something to say? Yes. Can I say it perfectly? I cannot. But why write? Simply, because I have to. My life is so full and God has been so good. These words overflow from my heart and spill on the page.
Grace and Peace
M
