Item 4: The Final Word Was That It Was Good

I tend to read the creation story as a rapid progression of events:

SunRiseGodSpeaksSunSetGodSpeaksSunRiseGodSpeaksSunSetGodSpeaksSunRiseGodSpeaks

and so on.

As though each day took only minutes and seconds.

But our God is a God of consistency.

Those days were just as long and short as they are now.

The Sun stood, the Earth spun, and the day passed as any day would.

Then God cared as He designed and thought through and sculpted and molded and took His time.

And He saw that it was good. And there was evening, and there was morning, a full day.

Item 3: The Arrival

And the girl did indeed

keep moving forward.

For years and years she pressed on.

When suddenly

Graciously

There came a moment when she 

Looked up

And saw

That she had gotten somewhere.

Item 2: Super Powers

Everybody wants super powers.

We all want to be super heroes.

But the Batmans (Batmen?), Incredible Hulks, and Black Widows of this world

Are the Yous and the Mes who take our devastating, terrible, potentially crippling experiences,

And rather than letting them encourage us to fear the evil,

We use them to fight for good.


To be a Super Hero is simply to refuse to give your past power over your future.

Take those moments you'd rather forget

and use them to rescue your fellow citizens from the darkness you once knew.

Item 1: Battle

Once in a while

you're graced with a reminder

that you have a hero inside of you

and the monster is fighting a losing battle.

Not a Blog

I’m terrible at blogging. I admit it.

But I have a good excuse! 

Reason?

Excuse.

A friend recently blogged about how he is bad at blogging because he feels his blogs have to be blogged perfectly in order to blog effectively. And I get that. Because I do the same thing. When I blog. Blog.

It seems that the writing advice you both give and get most often is “edit, edit, edit!”

The issue here is that you can easily edit so hard and so much that your end product is something that you never even wrote.

Or worse

You don’t want to edit it, so it just fades away into that file of half-blogs that’s been squatting in your computer’s attic for years.

I think maybe the best advice that we give and get should be, “Just write.”

So here’s my solution

Instead of waiting for a blog to be perfect, I’m going to try not-blogging sometimes.

Not giving up.

But rather giving in.

To the idea that maybe you can have

A blog

Where you blog

But it’s not always a blog

Sometimes it’s a

Thought

Or poem

Or just some words.

I got the idea from one of my favorite writers.

If figure - if he does it

And he makes a lot of nice words

Then maybe there’s something to it.