These are the best times

The times when I have nothing to write about. They end up being the times Father has something to write about. Holy Spirit knows his heart, listens and speaks. I just hope each time there is little enough of me in the way to keep from making the message incomprehensible.

It is good to have a hurricane out there. We got a little sloppy over the last couple of years. Now those who will get a chance to feel powerless and overwhelmed aga, in. Some of them will cry out to God, and find their despair turned to hope and their terror turned to joy. Hurricanes and other awesome things are good for bringing people to the end of themselves.

Brian, the new guy at work, is so cool. He is so genuinely Brian. A real breath of fresh air. There are lessons for my soul there. I need lessons for my soul. How about you?

Why do I go through cycles of wanting new toys, under the guise of doing something good for myself and fulfilling some missing part of me? I am certain that the kind of portraits I want to make really have to have just the right camera. I am certain that the kind of music I need to make can only be in this certain, unique way that makes it valuable. But in between, I make no portraits and I play no music.

I know this. The writing is working. It is good for me and I like what I right. Sometimes I share it and others like it too. Father, I am trying. Yes, I know I am still too noisy. Help me.