I decided that I need to be more consistent. And I'm going to be. You see, dear reader, I often have these ideas for blog stuff. I'll be eating a sandwich or drinking coffee or watching Seinfeld and it'll hit me...
The idea. It's just something that everyone's going to want to read about.
But I don't blog about it. I just forget. I'll excuse the blog. Excuses flood in. "The sandwich isn't gone." Or "I can't let this expensive coffee go bad" or "Man I'm just like George Costanza". And like that (makes a "poof" noise) it's gone.
And I'm convicted, because I'm inspired by what other people do. The ways people express themselves never ceases to excite me about life. Even if I hate how you express yourself, atleast you're doing it. I'm reminded that this blog is a way that I do it. God has words for you that he wants me to tell you. And I have no idea what they are. But I have faith that God will use the incoherent babble that spews from my seductive lips to do his work on this planet. And I cannot let the distractions in. The majority of my life, I've been in a constant state of distraction. There have been so many that have slowed me down. Girls. Video games. Facebook. Twitter. Ladies. Queen (the band, not Elizabeth II, though she is quite stunning). Food. Sex. Television. Alcohol. Friends. Females. My looks. They've all jettisoned me into a world of distraction. I'm taken by the pretty lights and the sounds and I'm rushing away from the real. And out of the swirling pantomime comes a whisper
"I'm here when you're ready", He says, like an old friend wanting to catch up, "I'm here."
"Ok", I say, "I'll talk to you tomorrow. Or maybe the next. I'll get around to it."
How can I respond so nonchalantly!
The one who knows me better than I do, the one who created it all, and the one who brought me back from despair simply wants me to talk to him, and I put it off! I'm reminded of distractions all the time. And you know, there will always be sandwiches. And good coffee will always spoil if not promptly drank. And Costanza will always be a neurotic schlub. But God is always new. He's constant and unwavering, but always new. He wants a few words. He wants us to turn it all off for a minute and try to see him. He just wants us.
So to make a short point painstakingly long, I'm coming back. I'll be using my phone to blog more, so there may be some more sporadic blogging, and much stranger subject matter. But it's coming. A new sun rises and you'll get to see it through my eyes if you stay with me.
Today was a tough day for me. I'm getting sick. And I've been as emotional as a 14 year-old girl. Some of this blog has been a testament to that.
Thanks for reading. You're cooler than me.
