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I use a lot of paper. I always have.

My Dad (one of the original computer geeks) was thrilled when the original "paint" program came on the market because (as he told me) it might save the planet a few trees and our family budget several dollars.

I feel like I have always had a lot to say...or express. I've always been full of _________.

Words.

Ideas.

Thoughts.

Songs.

Pictures.

Dances.

(And at times what most of you were naturally inclined to finish that sentence with)

I'm not special. I don't claim any privileged knowledge or wisdom. I don't try to preach or even teach. Most of the time the reason I write is to process out loud (thanks, James Miller for putting it into those terms).

I figure that most moms spend a lot of their time living in the beautiful chaos of family and have a few moments each day when we can really process What is happening in our lives and the lives of our families and HEAR God.

This is where I hear God.

A lot of people have written and told me that they have really been touched by the past few posts that I have written (Dear Daughter & Bad Jesus).

Thank you. I am so glad that they spoke to you. They speak to me too.

If you like what you have read, I invite you to follow my blog. I invite you to share in the things that God is speaking to my heart. I invite you to make this a place where you can comment and talk and write back and respond.

I'm embarking on some new seasons and cannot wait. Maybe you are in the same place?