That’s what the little cursor is doing. Blink…blink…blink…blink…
And I sit and stare at it, and nothing happens.
I’ll have a post in my head, but it won’t come out.
Or I’ll write a post and decide not to actually post it.
Anissa’s stroke has shaken me.
The funeral I went to yesterday (the one for the 6-week old baby, with the tiny little white casket and paul-bearer handles) has shaken me.
A friend’s cancer diagnosis has shaken me.
And I’m thinking a lot.
And praying a lot.
And living and breathing.
And enjoying life, appreciating it more than I usually do.
But I can’t put it into words.
One moment, after hearing a particularly touching sermon, I’m on a spiritual high.
And then a funeral. For a six-week old. A child I’d never met. The child of a guy I knew way back when, but haven’t talked to in years.
And then my faith seems to not be at a low point, but to be gone.
But then I read something that Peter has written about Anissa. His strength, his courage, his love, his faith.
And my heart soars again.
Spiritual highs and lows, oscillating so quickly that I don’t even know where I stand.
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Starting next week, I’ll be participating in the {W}rite of Passage Challenge. They did a trial run this past Monday, but I didn’t get my junk together enough to start it then. It’s just a group of bloggers encouraging each other to not only write, but to write well. And boy, oh boy…I may have bitten off more than I can chew after seeing a list of the other folks who are doing this.
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I’m also busy over here, taking the 31 Days of Giving Challenge. (I apparently love a good challenge so much that I create my own.) Please come join us. It’s fun to give something every day!
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One last thing: make sure to come back tomorrow if you love music! In lieu of an actual post, I’m going to be doing another giveaway. (Possibly the last one on this site.)