Those of you who visit here regularly have likely noticed that I have not been as faithful to my Tuesday/Friday posting schedule the past few months as I usually am. For this, I can only say, I’m sorry.
The truth is, I have run out of words. For the first time in as long as I can remember, I don’t even want to write. It’s not that I’m blocked—I have plenty of ideas; they’re practically running out my ears—it’s that I’m tired. I spent all my words on my book, and then I just kept writing—or trying to—and words have finally failed me.
Without words, I don’t really know who I am.
So I have decided to take an early Lent this year, 40 days offline. I want to rediscover who I am without the noise of the internet screaming in my eyes and ears all the time. I want to return to the still, quiet Center of my life. I want to be able to hear the still, small Voice of God that can only be heard in silence.
I plan to be back to my blog in mid-February, just in time to celebrate its 5th anniversary. Until then, I’ll be reading books—you know the kind with paper and ink and that lovely smell of print—and taking long walks and writing in my journal and finishing the Pentateuch and sitting in my rocking chair, sipping Rooibos, and staring out the window at the emerging cherry blossoms.
Thank you so much for reading my blog. Thank you for your support and encouragement and well-wishes as I launched my book. Thank you for your notes and reviews and status updates. You are the reason I have kept writing week after week for so long, and I thank you for being the other half of my writing equation.
I wish you a blessed and joyful new year.