Word Alive
I had in mind what I wanted to post about next in my mind even before I wrote my previous blog. It's some painful truth that God has been showing me through my problems at home. But this morning, I felt like there was a different blog post to be written, so here we are... A week ago I went shopping in an actual bookstore for the first time in way too long. My purpose for the trip was to find a new journal. It's been a long painful and dry season between the Lord and I. My prayer life, which has always been pitiful, was pretty much dead or non-existent. (Can it be both?) And something that has always helped me really be focused in talking to the Lord (albeit often self-centeredly) is journal praying. When I journal it isn't a "Dear Diary" event, it's "Dear Lord," and it's Him I am talking to. I can't tell you how much I regret for not journaling at all through 2020. On the one hand there is muc...