Some of you are feeling bad for me due to the last post.
Please don’t. That wasn’t the intent. I just want to make changes.
Most of my posts are random. Like Paul in a Snuggie (poor hubs has bronchitis) And like the Frito Residue (at 9:48 every evening I crave salty awful food, when I do so well all day eating like a rabbit.)
I love random. But I’m holding out for random with a purpose, in community. Writing about what I sort of know and love (God, dreams, family.) Like more practical, takeaway stuff. Where other voices are heard, just as much as mine. A listening more than talking deal.
And balance? I struggle with this. (Case in point = my house = current disaster + I just ate a million Frito’s)
You have to admit… My blog does end up teetering on the sad, weepy, introspective side:)
If I am to imitate my Jesus, that’s an unfair assessment of Him.
Life has its tears, yes. But life with Christ has hope, above all. And laughter. That’s the stuff I don’t want to forget. Cause there’s beauty in the whole of it.
Hope that makes sense. Thanks for listening, friends.
Much love, tears, hope, joy, peace, and the whole shebang,