So much of my life I have known that God put in me a desire and an ability to write. And yet so much of my life I have waited for the “just right” circumstances, the “just right” season, or the “just right” inspiration. Problem is, when inspiration does seem to hit deep, I’m often in the middle of the “urgent” things…cooking a meal for my family, helping my toddler clean up a mess, talking my teenage son through a conflict, doing the next load of laundry, responding to a message. Later, when the quiet finally comes and with it the space for the inspiration to take form, somehow it’s either evaporated with the busyness of the day, or I’m so tired I can barely remember what moved me in the first place.
Block by Block
Block by Block
Block by Block
So much of my life I have known that God put in me a desire and an ability to write. And yet so much of my life I have waited for the “just right” circumstances, the “just right” season, or the “just right” inspiration. Problem is, when inspiration does seem to hit deep, I’m often in the middle of the “urgent” things…cooking a meal for my family, helping my toddler clean up a mess, talking my teenage son through a conflict, doing the next load of laundry, responding to a message. Later, when the quiet finally comes and with it the space for the inspiration to take form, somehow it’s either evaporated with the busyness of the day, or I’m so tired I can barely remember what moved me in the first place.