Covid-19 revealed a God-given purpose in my day job that I never saw before.
If we must suffer, suffer well
It feels counter intuitive to our flesh that leaning into God could possibly resolve our inner turmoil. The wisdom of the unbelieving world might call that "sticking your head in the sand" or "being in denial". But I found from experience that getting out of my own head truly was the antidote to this inner turmoil.
Words are a burden and a privilege
I'm just trying to live every day like Jesus and I fail a lot. To show that in my writing was always my intent from the beginning 8 years ago, but I've strayed from that and gotten into my head about it. As a result, I think my writing has become sterile and lacking joy. I really want to change this.