Writer's Block

I’ve heard authors talk about having writer’s block.  I usually thought this meant they couldn’t think of anything to write about.  In the past few months I’ve experienced writer’s block hence my lack of updates.  It’s not because I’m bored and have absolutely nothing to write about but rather that I have way too many things rushing through my mind that I want to share.  With Georgia leaving me in charge of her roles plus my own plus even her husband’s as I learned how to me a mechanic for our emergency transport vehicle, one would think I would be too busy paying bills and running errands to accomplish anything much less have time to hear God speak.  However, it was pretty amazing actually, the faster I rushed around, making to do lists and getting busier the more time I seemed to make for conversations with my Father.  This meant more questions to answer.  Sometimes Him asking me.  Was I truly surrendered?  What was I afraid of?  Did I truly trust Him completely with everything?  Other times me questioning him.  Could I be doing more?  What was my next step?  Was I living like I truly believed my life was a vapor? 

It’s no exaggeration that I’ve read more books and listened to more podcasts in the last 2 months than the other ten here all in an attempt to escape my thoughts. 

My brain was exhausting me with all this… THINKING!

Here’s some of my revelations:

1)      There’s something about the obvious that’s unavoidable. 

2)      I would regret not trying a lot more than failing.   “If you don’t risk anything… you risk even more.”

3)      If it seems like it’s midnight and God isn’t showing up… it’s probably just 11:59.

4)      ChikFilA is my new dream job.  There’s no life or death decisions to make, you get to be nice and say “my pleasure,” you would get to leave work at work, pastor’s will probably use you as a sermon illustration and you’d be surrounded with waffle fries and Polynesian sauce.

5)      Killing the doctor on duty in the Emergency Room that went shopping two hours away when you transported a patient with hypertension is not beneficial as it would not be aiding in the need for more doctors (:

6)      It’s not about me!  No matter how qualified, skilled or trained I am … He’s the only one able to breathe life in a floppy blue newborn baby. 

7)      It is super hard to correct friends but unfortunately avoiding a problem does not make it go away.  However some prayer or calling your mom first to vent usually helps.

8)      There’s a lot of freedom in forgiveness. (Don’t believe me… you should try it!)

9)      You can form the kewlest NGO, clothing, feeding and educating people.  You can even invent some amazing way to get them out of slavery.  But if you don’t also introduce them to Jesus… at the end of the day they are still completely without HOPE! 

10)   There is absolutely nothing I want more than to hear, “Well done!”

It’s been intense, it’s been fun, it’s been amazing.  I’ve learned a lot.  I’ve changed a lot.  I’ve made new friends and caught up with old ones.  I’ve made plans for tomorrow, for next month and for next year.  I’ve also offered them to God to change and make better.  Yeah like I said a lot has happened in these short two months and it’s impossible for me to sum it up in one quick note so I’ll just leave you with this encouragement:

Dream and then DREAM some more… if you are still breathing God’s not finished using YOU for His glory.