All of a sudden, I have a stronger desire - a need - to write. So much is happening. Inside of me, and around me, and through me. Explosions of color, living water, holy fire, brand new life. God is rocking my world over and over and over and over again.
It's awesome. I want to remember it, put it into words, share it with the world. I want to write about it.
All of a sudden, it's so much harder to write.
Words are hard to come by here. This place, this intimacy with Jesus, is far beyond description. It is so chock-full of emotion, and purity, and revelation, and God that I can't seem to find any room for words.
But I will try.