Pen & Paper, I Missed You!

The yearning to say what's truly on my heart.

The desire to share my victories.

The desire to share my failures.

Oh how I missed you.

The desire to join words together that doesn't belong, but somehow they, do.

The desire to lift up the instrument that communicates my deepest thoughts, To those who see my face, but would otherwise never know, Unless, by pure courage and faith I reach out intentionally to once again life up my pen.

Paper. One, two, maybe three sheets that would silently receive each stroke of genius.

The sheet that would humbly receive each letter, that turns into words, words that would turn into sentences and sentences that turns into deepest thoughts.

Words, how powerful they are? They are able to build one up yet tear the same one down in a split second.

But the paper and the power is in our hands. Literally. To encourage, to lift up, to applaud to give thanks. The power is indeed in our hands.

Maybe, it won't be a pen and a paper for you, maybe it will simply be a few taps on a mobile phone's message section that says 'hi' or better yet, it could be a few taps that writes out a number that your mind somehow recognises from pure memory just to say 'hello'.

Oh! how I miss writing here so much. It's almost a year and I must say I have alot to share with you. Victories. Failures. You name it.

And this is what life is about. If we don't experience the mess, we won't have a message to pass on and if we don't go through tests, we won't have a testimony to tell others about His faithfulness.

Its good to be back.

Until next time,

Shawna.