Writing seems to come easily for me. Normally, anyway. But there are times when words cease to flow. I feel so lazy when I don’t write, because I know the content of my writing stems from deep thought about topics that I feel really matter. Faith, Theology, Christianity, the Gospel. My writing flows from contemplating these things. Yet, there are times when I have nothing to say. Nothing pressing on my mind. No feeling of “If I don’t write this, my heart is going to burst!” This scares me, to a degree, because it reminds me that I probably haven’t been reading and thinking deeply enough to cause such an overflow of words poured out onto a page.
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