The handle turns, the bucket lowers, the mechanics are all in place but…the bucket keeps coming back up with nothing in it. This is my season lately when it comes to writing and I kept waiting for things to change but they have not. Rather than leaving an empty blog with some random, outdated post listed at the top, it just seems right for me to tell you that my well is bone dry and, after praying this morning, I feel it best to take a break from writing for a bit. Sometimes writers just need to wait on ample rains to come and fill back what has evaporated. Words usually come easy to me and I could employ natural tactics to push on through and string together some decent thoughts, some acceptable sentences, some valid ideas … but that would only be to save face and to not risk the embarrassment that comes when one who has written for years concludes that he currently has little of substance to say. Facebook posts are usually half-paragraphs – I can handle that right now. Twitter allows me to have a sentence, maybe two, and to share them publicly. Blogs are a different breed – they require actual writing and there’s just not much there right now.
I’ve always trusted God with what I communicate and I’m thinking that this may be a season where I learn to trust Him when I cannot find anything to communicate. Trusting Him with my words has always been easy. Trusting Him with my silence may be a greater challenge.
“The Lord bless you and keep you; The Lord make His face shine upon you, And be gracious to you; The Lord lift up His countenance upon you, And give you peace.” – Numbers 6:24-26
Brings to mind what Peter said to Jesus after being asked if he loved Him. “You know Lord.” He knows.