A quiet rebellion
My silence has invaded more than just the blank posts that I've tried to compose. I've been sitting in a quiet rebellion, keeping my thoughts to myself. Hesitant to speak them into being, afraid I'd not be able to stop the flow of words. Frustration, disappointment, confusion, uncertainty. It was somehow easier to just remain silent. But the silence hasn't been enough. It never is. I could feel my white flag being raised over the last few weeks. A slow unfurling. Like a realization. My fight was only hurting one. Me. I have had a hard time breaking into my inner sanctum, that quiet place that is mine and mine alone. I had wandered from there, not being intentional to come aside and stop. To stop and take time with the One who had inspired this place to begin with. Truthfully, I've been...