Friday, 21 January 2011Go
This is the first time I've done this, and quite frankly, it scares the bejeezus out of me.
Because I have no idea what I'm supposed to write about. Which is probably the point, but whatever.
Come to think of it, I'm pretty sure I'm supposed to have a picture prompt.
I avoid writing here, I think, because I know how flawed I am, and to be authentic, I'd have to write a whole bunch more about how I ignore the voice of God, and quite frankly, that doesn't look too good on my resume.
I've not felt well the last couple of days. My joints ached and it hurt to write.
I'm out of practice with writing. I used to all the time. Now I don't. I read beautiful blogs, and I know I don't measure up. They have stories they tell so stunningly, and I don't even know what mine is exactly. I have a bunch of kids, I live in Australia.
What would you like me to talk on? Give me ideas? In what way would you like to know me?
30 seconds left...
I love my husband. I love my kids. My God is close to me, even though I feel far from him.
I love that.