The posts appearing on this blog are written first in my notebook, and then retyped here several hours or days after they’ve been committed to paper. So, please forgive any missing words or mistypes in what you read. Something about the pen running across the pages of a spiral notebook inspires me, and sometimes feels in itself almost a spiritual release. The click-clack of a keyboard is deadening, not as lively as a typewriter, and then there’s always the reliance on electricity for the computer to work. I can carry a notebook with me, capture my thoughts as they come, and pretend to be a modern day apostle (knowing how humbling my struggles truly are) chronicling his journey and the occasional angels met, the moments of God’s truth, and the quiet, down times at home with the children that shine so much light on our existence. I love the Lord for the spiritual gifts he has given me, and I hope they enlighten you in your journey to — or alongside — Him. We never take the lead, do we? We submit and we follow, as his flock. I’ll be the sheep in the back, with the pencil behind his ear. Thank you for reading. Let’s get started.
Almost four years have passed since I went into relative seclusion as a writer. Some of you probably remember that shortly after my divorce, I took my blog down and retreated to the safety of my Spiderman spiral notebook. I wasn’t comfortable with making available to the world the level of personal writing I was composing at that time. But given some recent developments in my life, I’ve decided to step out of the shadows once again and post as frequently as I can here. Obviously a great deal has changed for the better since 2010 – I’ve rediscovered myself, deepened my relationships with my children, and met a few angels along the way who’ve helped shape me into a better man. My hope is that you will visit the site from time to time to see what I’m up to – and how I’m developing in my ability to arrange these little black squiggles against a white background. Every day is a fresh page, right? And the amount of available space on the internet is endless. I’m hoping to fill a portion of it with the same sort of honesty you might remember – and words as beautiful and accurate as I can manage them.