it's been a time. the words have dried up. my song is silent. is this what full time employment does to you? does it drain you of all vigor so that only a shell remains?
and yet i am immensely, immeasurably grateful for my full time employment. i have work which engages me and allows me to engage and which keeps me nicely out of mischief and pays the bills to boot.
there is an elusive balance between work and home and ministry and laughter and sweat and tears. i would that i could balance it with writing too.
to everything there is a season, the preacher says. i would have more seasons together, Lord!
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