writer's block

whenever i can’t deal with things, i give up writing.  for most of my life, i have been terrible about keeping in touch with those i love the most.  separation overwhelms and hurts me, so writing people is given up.  and while writing is one of my favourite cathartic exercises, it is abandoned when a situation becomes too big or pain-filled. 

2012 was a rough summer.  it was more than rough, actually.  it brought me to my knees.  i’ve come through heartache, wrenching goodbyes, depression, insomnia…and not all gracefully.  and since july, i haven’t been able to write.  i’ve had plenty of ideas and thoughts, but the inability took over. 

…one of my favourite thoughts is that we will never stay exactly like we are.  ‘but let me tell you something wonderful, a mystery i'll probably never fully understand. we're not all going to die—but we are all going to be changed (1 corinthians 15.51).’  there will always be a change in us or our circumstances. sometimes the change seems worse for a bit, but we know that we won’t be left stagnant, moulding in a corner of life.  there is ALWAYS hope for change. 

as God has graciously done for me countless times in the past, He has surrounded me by incredible people during this last semester.  there have been many days where i have barely limped through, but beautiful humans held me up, encouraging me to keep going forward, looking toward the hope of change.

so this december, it’s time to write again.