Perhaps you have noticed Phosphorescent has sat silent for a few months. This does not mean I have not been writing, or that I have no more “past” writing to share, or that God’s presence is not making a difference in my life. This has been a time when the words I am screaming are caught as an echo in my mind, not reaching above the pit of my present circumstances.
A lot has happened since we began The Waiting. Medical concerns and appointments have overtaken the calendar. The system that considers me only as a number is finally correcting my pay situation. Emotions are both pouring out and drained dry. Friends and family care in overwhelmingly generous practical, financial, and prayerful ways.
Occasionally a writing deadline throws a rope down to draw me up from the swirling chaos long enough to be coherent. While those times have not made it to this blog, they have been shared on the Inscribe Writer’s Online blog, where I post once each month. Some of those posts share more of our personal journey this year.
If you missed seeing these posts, they are:
And watch for my November 26th post on Inscribe Writer’s Online. This month’s theme is “Have you had a time in your writing life when you felt that you were in a winter season, stripped bare? But in the end this time clearly led you into spring where you sprouted new leaves?” I share some raw emotion, writing In Winter’s Dark.
Thank you for reading my words, for following Phosphorescent, and for encouraging me with comments. For me, writing is healing and sharing is scary. Yet posting the words is one of the ways I learn to be honest with myself and with God; one of the ways I can get beyond myself to God; one of the ways to see God at work in my life, no matter what circumstances say.
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