Thursday, January 18, 2018
There are mornings when I wonder what I'm doing...when I've just spent hours working on a blog and I walk away and come back to reread it and all I see is blah-blah-blah.
And painfully I realize I should have pressed the delete button hours ago.
Who was that person that took over my body and brought such rambling and non-sensibleness into being? Surely not moi?
I should know by now that when it feels like the words are stuck...when it's an effort to birth a thought...that maybe the baby's not ready to be born yet.
Seriously, I need to print this out and tape it to my computer: Unless the Lord builds the house...or the blog...they labor in vain to build it. Amen?
Yeah. So. Let's try again. Let's start at the very beginning as the song says...
On January first to be exact.