Forty Plus Miles

              This is a letter, from a modern-day man, to one who may need this. Here I am writing once again, of creating and hoping as you do. This is a message, to someone somewhere, hoping you don't quit, especially when it's tough and creativity doesn't happen easily. This is a word, a surprising "word for someone" that you have a gift, one that can help others (and will help you too), that is good and constructive and will bring others to Jesus. This is an attempt to reach out, hoping it finds you well, and if it doesn't it helps you be well, remembering you aren't alone. Jesus is calling you, calling you to create, find healing and give it (as He gives, works, and leads you), remembering you can create still in a way that speaks of Him (however that looks).  Sidenote: If any of the writing on this blog has made a good impact on your life in someway (EVEN if it was something you may have enjoyed reading for a particular reason), please feel ...

                I'll just write, to be right, hoping that's alright; putting down words that may or may not be seen or heard. I'll just write, to be right, hoping that's alright; brain-dumping something on some snowy digital white page in the vast lands of digital that make way through a creative "white-out" I'm walking through.                  One word, then two, writing again. One step, then two, walking through; here I remember this isn't lack but block. Busy holds me; hurt keeps me; or so they try. I acknowledge the hardships that remain, remember the effects left on me; still I'll just write, to find a way that's right, remembering that's alright; here I'm clearing a cluttered mind, heart and soul, and that's the goal. Grateful for creative release and relief found as Jesus works in this "old soul".  Thank You Jesus, thank You!  Sidenote: If any of the writing on this blog has made a goo...