Writer In The Fog

Slow and steady is a good policy. I'd say it was better to be patient, but I'm not good at patience, and we all know we should never pray for help in an area like that because then God will just fill up our lives with opportunities to practice patience or whatever hard character quality is your thing. Today, I'm sort of feeling like I really don't want that sort of "help" from God, know what I mean?

I am, however, delighting that in a few places in my life I did have the patience that was required and now I'm seeing some glimmers of light. Back a few months ago I was busy whining about some silly things and got a little ahead of myself.

I followed that advice about speaking your mind even when your voice shakes, and it all turned out to be silly nothings. Then I followed some even better advice and just walked away and let it go from my mind.

Now, in the last few weeks, I have seen a delicious little glimpse of what could be, somewhere down the road in the future.

Yeah, I know, I'm not very clear about things, but it's often necessary to be a little vague to protect the innocent. More likely, I need to write to sort and clear my mind, but those poor people floating around inside my mind don't even know they're there, and it would scare the snot out of them if they did.

What that translates to is that you get these slightly murky postings that probably don't mean that much to you. Unless, of course, that you're looking for the sign, then I'm telling you, I hung it out, the sign that is.

If you're not looking for something, then chalk this post up to a very long and full first week of school and one really stupid tired sleep deprived mama-teacher just trying to make it to a Saturday morning sleep in past 5AM sort of thing.