Overflow

I have not written on my blog for several months. But as I have had some time to get into the Word consistently and read more often, I find that I am a lake with rivers flowing into it, but not out. I live in a small town and it can be difficult to find others who wrestle with the same topics as I. Though this blog is probably long deserted, I hope I might find great use for it as a means to pour out what is on my heart and mind, as on or misguided as it may be.

The greatest barrier to writing anything is the agonizing job of forming often vague thoughts into coherent language (and even more agonizing is personifying the affections that accompany those thoughts, especially when dealing with spiritual matters). My increase in reading and time for reflection has created both positive and negative results in regards to this writing. I love reading. I love it when I read something that breaks open the bottleneck of my limited capacity to form a concise and summarizing thought to my feelings and experiences. It so frees up my affections and transforms my frustration into joy. And this is not even limited to reading. I can recall conversations with friends and messages from pastors which have produced the same effect. I love this and I call it the wonderful expression of God’s glorious truth. It is like a shackle of the mind falling to the ground. How wonderful it is.

However, on the negative side, this wonderful expression often lends pressure to another bottleneck… sharing it with others! As much as I rejoice in the “penetrating, compelling expression” of thoughts and emotions, I balk at expressing these to others. I think the process is complicated by my current situation in rural Nebraska.

But, understand that I do not desire to showcase what is going on in my life for my own gratification, but I pray that with the words of this blog, my joy (and the joy of all) might increase in the wonderful expression of God’s glorious truth, as inexpressible as it is.