It happens to the best of us. We used to call it writers block but that is soooo 1979. Now living in the e-generation I have re-titled it as “blogger’s fog”. The author sits down at his or her computer, opens the blog’s content management system, sees that a title is needed which must be followed by something of substance to be shared and…nothing flows. Suffering from verbal constipation, all of the writer’s words seem backed up and unable to move from mind to fingers. The keyboard sits there, smug as ever, taunting him, saying,
“You got nothing to offer today, do ya? Felt like a big-shot yesterday but your well is bone-dry today, fella. Whadda ya goin’ to do for the peeps who stop by to read? You’re a has-been, a wash up…it’s the end of the line for you, mister.”
If you didn’t read that monologue above in a 1940’s gangster voice then you need to go back and read it again. Out loud. With a slight taunting in your purposefully nasal voice. Now you get what I’m driving at. The blog-taunter is correct this morning. It’s happening right before my eyes…the more I type, the more convinced I am that there is nothing of substance sloshing around in the old gray matter upstairs. I’m striking out. I hear crickets.
I could blog politics with you but I don’t want to get angry, or get you in the flesh, this early today. The Middle East seems to be escalating towards some type of World War III scenario – surely that would be good fodder for our discussions…nah, they’ve been messed up since Jacob pulled that fast one on Esau back in the day. America’s gone broke but who really wants to discuss that? Certainly not our President. Hmmmm, the blogger’s fog is certainly thick today. Here’s what I’ve decided:
I will simply type that God’s grace allows me to have an empty well of words today without having a heart empty of assurance. We don’t have to be masterful, helpful, humorous, charming, wise or thought provoking today. Moms don’t have to wake up and twirl about as they cook or clean or cry or cringe over the goings-on in their home this fine Tuesday morning. Bread-winners need not lug guilt around with them today if they feel less than enthusiastic about punching the clock at 9 AM. Yes, when guilt taunts me with the voice of a 1940’s gangster, Grace shushes that silliness, takes me under its arm and reminds me that, in Jesus Christ, I’m accepted, complete and already glorified. I need not be obsessive about being good enough because I’m graced. Grace leads me about as the finished product that God makes me to be. I’m not sitting in my kitchen at the computer with blogger’s fog…by jove, I’m seated in the heavenlies with Jesus! That’s really good news and will likely the be the best thought I have today. I reckon I’ll just stop here with the simple reminder to you that you don’t need to be feel pressured to be at your best today. Grace allows for the recognition of your weakness.
Just look to the One who has always been His best…the best…absolute perfection. He says that He has it all covered today.
PS – in preparation for upcoming blogs, what topics would you like to see addressed?
I’m not sure what I’d “like” to read about in your blog….In trying to develop a better heart and mind for Christ, I find that “my” wants are normally not what He has in store for me or what I truly need. What I’ve always appreciated (haven’t always “liked” as sometimes the subject matter hits exactly where it is supposed to!) is that His word speaks through you and to me – when I need it. My wish is for the Holy Spirit to continue to work through you and for you to write as led.
How liberating to find that others sometimes feel less than their best and somewhat weak. I find on those days if I concentrate on my Lord, He usually has something special that I need from Him that day. Seek His wisdom today, your cup will be full tomorrow.