It has been a while since I've written.
I've sat down to write. I've had thoughts and inspirations and things I'm working out.
But when I start it, my mind derails for various reasons and I don't want to jump back on the tracks.
Sometimes it's because there are so many doggone good things, I can't isolate one to write about.
Sometimes it's because I get interrupted by a phone call or knock on the door.
Sometimes it's because I just don't feel like it.
Sometimes it's because I confuse myself.
I claim that I write in order to "keep it real" with all of you whom I love and live, and also to stay in community, and also to share whatever message there is to be found in my life.
I've been reading a bunch.
I'm always ready for my next revolution.
I always feel like it is right around the corner.
I love revolution.
So here's to all the doggone good things, the interruptions, the feelings, the confusion, the keeping it real, the loving and living community, the message within my life, the reading of other's messages in theirs, the reflections, the corners, and the revolutions that lay right...around...them.
I love it. Whether I'm writing or not. I love life and want more of it.
And now it has not been a while since I've written.
And to those of you, my friends, who trust daringly, who courageously enter into my life and each other's lives for the sheer love of it, who cling to the ideal and belief that everyone can have the life that Christ lived, and especially those of you who allow me to join the symphony that we are all contributing a verse to...in the most humble way that I can muster, with sincere gratitude for your trust and participation...I can say that I have been writing with the words of Paul:
"You yourselves are our letter, written on our hearts, known and read by everybody. 3 You show that you are a letter from Christ, the result of our ministry, written not with ink but with the Spirit of the living God, not on tablets of stone but on tablets of human hearts." - 2 Corinthians 3:2-3