Writing a blog is harder than it looks.
Maybe it's just me.
I've been feeling the pressure to churn out words--knowing it has been about three weeks since I produced.
I try not to rush for fear of spewing garbage in my haste.
And then, there is this thing called LIFE and CHILDREN.
It never fails. When I get really jazzed about a topic and the thoughts are spilling out of my brain--I always have to turn it off. To get in the shower, or get the kids to eat breakfast. Or, get interrupted 2,592 times. By fighting, hunger, or bottoms needing to be wiped.
I feel the void.
I need to share, need to connect. Need to process.
Truth be told: I need this blog more than you do.
I'm learning. Still. At 40 years old. Every single day.
What I'm searching for is a pure heart.
One that sees and hears God clearly. One that sees and loves people the way they deserve.
Thank you for walking with me . . . .
"Blessed are the pure in heart, for they shall see God." Matthew 5:8