Tonight, I'm inspired by Shannan, the self-proclaimed Queen of Random. She's moonlighting at Farmgirl Paints, but her normal blog is Flower Patch Farmgirl. Anyways, she talked about just sitting down each night and blogging at random.
I liked that idea. I'm pretty new at this blogging thing, but so far I've been a little more planned: not insincere, not reserved, just planned. So I thought it would be nice to experiment a little and just write to you, the dear, sweet, six Birdies who are flying with me and any other lurkers out there. After all that's really what this is, a way for me to break out, to use talents that I think may be gathering dust, or worse, rust. To overuse commas with abandon and throw out fragments as if they really were sentences.
And He is doing work inside of me. I feel like a kid trying to peek through knotholes to see construction going on behind a large wooden fence. I can hear activity, I know that something important is going on, but I only catch glimpses and they don't always make sense to me.
So I rest and choose to enjoy this season. The fence will come down in His perfect time. Until then I wait.