Thoughts on a Saturday Morning

 

I’m glad the weather has taken a turn, and the 100 degree days of summer are finally over.

         This will be a summer for the record books, and I’ll be glad to put it past me.    

I’m taking pleasure in seeing green again when I look out over the pasture. It’s amazing what a little rain will do. 

I’m feeling inclined to start writing again, but am lacking any inspiration as to what to write. I’ve missed the discipline of writing daily in my blog. It forced me to be ore observant about life. Today I’m slipping back to auto pilot as I’ve settled into a routine. 

I spend an inordinate amount of time searching for the “truth” about vaccines, elections, and current events. I come away exhausted and downtrodden.

I want to set my sights on something more up lifting. Or at least find a better balance between the two. Over the last seven years of Grace Found Daily  I’ve tried  to share what has been on my heart and mind. 

It has been a struggle not to share what has consumed me since the spring of 2020. My eyes have been opened, but sadly I think my heart has become more closed. I’m not exactly sure what direction I want this blog to take, but I’m not quite ready to give it up. 

(Something I find ironic is that the format I use to compose these postings doesn’t seem to be quite as cooperative, and even the physical act of writing is more of a challenge. I’m pretty sure it’s an attempt to urge you to upgrade to their paid format.)