I often find myself saying, “writing is just how I process life.” And, it’s true. It seems I can’t quite wrap my mind around an experience or a feeling until I’ve mulled it over with words and commas. I think best to the rhythm of my fingers on this laptop, a rhythm that beats out passion and sadness and joy depending on the day.
Seasons change and schedules rearrange, sometimes unexpectedly.
On March 4, I found myself launched suddenly out of my quiet processing season of keyboard rhythms – the season of cold months and long hours indoors. It was a season of going through years of notes and journal entries and tapping them out into blog posts here on Front Porch, Inspired. But, on that afternoon in early March, I was dropped firmly in the living when a little one walked up our front porch and into our hearts. And, I haven’t even begun to process this new season yet. As typical for me, I have file after file started with thoughts and sentences and poetry, but I haven’t had the time to go back and develop any of it into posts.
To be honest, I haven’t had time for much, other than book-reading and park-playing and tear-wiping and oatmeal-making.
And then, along with this transition to 5 children, recent sunny days and opportunities to be outside with my kids and neighbors have prompted me away from my laptop. Summer is coming, as well as our family’s summer lifestyle in The Bridge ministry – a time filled to overflowing with a new Summer Youth Team, activities at the neighborhood centers, summer camps, and a new ministry training center endeavor.
Thus, this blog’s schedule changes during the warmer months, the months when every waking hour is filled with people, activity, and living fully.
I remember writing posts last summer at my kitchen table – the Summer Team rummaging through my kitchen drawers for utensils to make food for youth night, Hannah doing the dishes, kids whimpering at the door for band-aids, melt-downs on the front lawn, the porch swing filled with too many kids ricocheting off my front window, the basketball forever thudding on the driveway, and my ever-loving dog barking incessantly in the backyard at the commotion. Yes, that was background of the post “Velveteen People (or How We Become Real).”
And, well, although it’s not quite summer (or even spring, really) I’m going to begin my summer blogging schedule a little early here at Front Porch, Inspired. Already my days are being spent away from my quiet office and jotted down quickly in journals and choppy sentences.
It’s time for me to just be for right now.
But, when we say goodbye to our Summer Youth Team and hello to fall routine, I’ll be back here developing and processing what unfolded in the spring and summer of 2015. As God leads, I will then restart the weekly link-up of Front Porch Conversations and another Book Journey.