I used to blog every week, faithfully. What happened?
Barring all good reasons for not blogging lately excuses, the fact is, I feel that I have entered into a period of silence.
“…A time to be silent and a time to speak” (Ecc. 3:7).
For me, silence is listening. The more I learn, the more I question. I’m getting more comfortable with my questions now, and learning to wait patiently for answers or insights.
For me, silence is resting and digesting. In physiology, you learn that after a big meal, your body goes into the rest and digest mode. Well, I feel as if I have been dining on the delicacies of Heaven and I am so full I can’t even tell you what I’ve been eating. Raising Hell was a good start, but it was only a start. There is so much inside of me right now, and it all builds on so many other things, it’s hard to put it into words. So for now, I feel myself sinking into it all, languishing in the joy and beauty of all that my heart has taken in.
There will come a time, and I suspect soon, that my blogging will resume back to once a week and I will be offering fresh thoughts and perspectives about what is going on inside me. The resting and digesting will bring forth a new energy and passion. Even now, I feel another book birthing in my heart—one that will hopefully be an expression of my heart’s deeper journey into trusting God.
For now, I hope you too will rest in the marvelous words of one man’s intimate discovery into the nature of his God…
“I know that You can do all things, And that no purpose of Yours can be thwarted. …Therefore I have declared that which I did not understand, things too wonderful for me, which I did not know” (Job 42:2-3).
