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By Way of Explanation

By Belinda

Dear blog friends, I thought I should explain why I haven't written much over the past week, but I'm not sure that I can--explain it, that is! 

It has been busy in my corner of the universe, but it's more than that. I love to write, but I want to write at God's prompting, and usually that's just how it goes.  

Recently I've felt quietened; stilled. Not in a bad way, but sort of in a "waiting way." It's like I really am waiting for what he wants me to say, and when he wants me to say it. Whether it's a funny story about one of the many quirky things that happen in my life, or a reflective post, he prompts them all and I would never want it any other way.

I'm not going away; just waiting.  I hope you'll wait with me! 

Comments

Susan said…
Well, we can't have you waiting all alone now, can we? :)

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