So, in a job like mine, I do a lot of writing. Most of the time that writing gets shuffled down to the bottom of My Documents folder, ne'er to be seen again. So, after some coersion from friends and eagerness to get feedback on a broader scale, I think it's time for me to join the blogging world. Plus, I'm rotten at keeping up with short-term events, and I'm hoping that this will be a way to encourage me to post some regular thoughts on being a mom, minister, wife, and individual. So, here goes! Thanks for your prayers. Thanks for reading (mom!). Thanks for being a part of all of this.
I am a part of all that I have met;
Yet all experience is an arch wherethro’
Gleams that untravell’d world, whose margin fades
For ever and for ever when I move.
How dull it is to pause, to make an end,
To rust unburnish’d, not to shine in use!
As tho’ to breathe were life. Life piled on life
Were all too little, and of one to me
Little remains: but every hour is saved
From that eternal silence, something more,
A bringer of new things; and vile it were
For some three suns to store and hoard myself,
And this gray spirit yearning in desire
To follow knowledge like a sinking star,
Beyond the utmost bound of human thought.
- Alfred Lord Tennyson, Ulysses