You’re probably wondering why I wrote almost every day for a month and then basically dropped off the face of the Earth over the past couple weeks. Part of it is that there was a post I didn’t want to write, and nothing else came until I was obedient to what I felt the Lord compelling me to write. The other part of it is that I was completely exhausted. Reading and writing every day, on top of work and trying to be social, on top of being busy Saturday night through Tuesday night. Trying to be faithful to all of those things left me winded. But there’s more to it than that.
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I’ve been quiet this past week. Part of that is because I wasn’t feeling well and didn’t want to think any more than absolutely necessary. Part of that was because I felt I needed to write this post, and I honestly didn’t want to. I kept waiting for other words to come, so I could say something else. But nothing did. So, this is my story. It involves other people. I can’t tell their story and wouldn’t presume to try, but I felt compelled to tell mine.
