I am careful with words, at least I try to be. . .If I don’t have anything of value to say, the keys remain silent and I don’t even attempt to speak. Too, tangles in my thought life, will twist any forth coming words or connections. I’ve had more than my share of snares and tangles tugging and pulling in one hundred different directions over the last month really. Rather than “stringing” you along of what I cannot see as redemptive, I simply wait. ..for something of God’s goodness to surface and gather us together again in grace that is sufficient in my weakness.
So we press into Lewis’ insight on the concept of hardships, preparations, ordinary lives and what leads into a destiny that speaks beyond ordinary. . .