for Christ's sake

I'm tired. And I don't really have anything to say. Or anything worth saying is maybe more like it.

I want to steward well the time you choose to spend with me at the Grit. I feel the weight of my influence, however small it may be. I don't want to ramble for rambling's sake. I want to say something worthwhile. For your sake.

For Christ's sake.

Maybe that means I put too much pressure on myself, I don't know. I do know that right now my heart feels both full and empty at the same time, and words seem scarce.

Writing has always been therapeutic for me, and I am sorely missing its healing therapy these days. I need to more intentionally set aside time specifically to write. And read. And camp out at His feet.

Until my cup runs over again.