It’s raining!!

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I have something to say. I can feel it, but the words elude me. Not true. More accurately, I haven’t sat down long enough to listen and be still and let the words alight on my mind like butterflies on an outstretched arm.  I know that what I have to say is about believing. Actually, it’s about believing again.

There is a great deal of difference between still believing something, and believing it again — Georg Christoph Lichtenburg

Two Thursdays in a row I got to meet and talk with best-selling authors. Paul Young (author of The Shack) and then Scott Simson (author of Fox and The Mountain).

I’m sitting here in my living room, shirtless, windows open, wishing it was colder outside so I could justify a fire inside. The rhythm of rain and traffic blends into my swirling thoughts as I ask myself  “Who am I?” and “What am I here to say?”

Tasha gave me a new song journal, and right on time. It’s time I wrote a new project. I’ve believed a lie about my writing ever since my first album attempt. I believed my writing was not worthy and so I retreated, first into complete silence, and more recently into instruments and worship, with no hope of speaking music to a larger audience than the community of Christian faith.

But the gnawing inside says I have something to share with the world. Start again. Hope again. Believe again. Write again. Sing again. Dance again. Survive again so you can live again.

So yeah… you ever feel like that?