(Now that kind of entrance should be sort of sing-songy, and since it’s me, probably accompianied by a kind of Dick VanDyke entrance-picture the Mary Tyler Moore show…hopefully you’re old enough to remember or get oldy reruns on one of your cable networks.)
I feel like a little kid with a brand new box of crayons: overwhelmed by all the possibilities. What shall I draw? What colors shall I use? Will it be a good picture? What happens if no one sees it? Or worse, no one likes it?
I’m a simple writer. I tend to see God in the ordinary, and point him out to others. I’m not very deep. I’ve been told I’m pretty naïve. Oddly, I’m really okay with that. I don’t pontificate. I ponder. Sometimes I wonder. And true to my ADD, I think out loud–or in this case through my fingers.
Hopefully as we journey together we’ll into new areas of understanding, but also into the big expanse of awe!