New way

I have been generating a huge word count this past year. My graduate program has entailed the production of more than ten thousand times ten thousand words. And I'm grateful. Such writing has kept my wits sharp, though I have begrudgingly offered them up at times. But, as I move forward in the program, part of me wants to move on to something more engaging. Don't misunderstand me. I enjoy my program. I enjoy the reading and learning and competitive thinking, but the thoughts aren't deep or hard. Or, that could be me and no fault with the program. This morning, for the first time in a long while I thought that maybe I don't want to go on to another graduate degree after this one, maybe I should just hang up the pen for now. Those thoughts have since passed and I momentarily tried to relive this morning's doubt. I have a hard time conjuring up such feelings, especially transient ones like depression. Life is too full of God's goodness to taste bitterness in the wind. I smell victory. And, smart people have told us that smell is more powerful than taste, and it sure is in this case. In a way, it's like prophecy, for the Promise I have been told is greater than the enemies I see.

I plan on writing more in the weeks and months to come, sometimes posting articles here that I write for the university paper or the city paper. Perhaps the editors will even publish one or two that I can link.