Shall we blog?

My first blog. I guess we could call it an experiment, but then again the majority of my life has been an experiment…trying new things, some work some don't…but somehow I always learn something whether they work or not . I wonder if this will be like so many things in life that start out awkward and forced but get more comfortable with time…
Awkward silence…

I have been a student of communication from a young age and was always fascinated at the ways ideas, thoughts, dreams, and stories are passed from one to another.

This morning I read the words of English poet Wendy Cope. She communicates from across an ocean of water, time, and circumstance a picture of her family, where love is only seen clearly in tragedy.
"…only giving in to love
When someone's dead or gone."
Her simple words cross the ocean between our hearts and I see so many other families where love is strong, but unspoken and therefore unfelt all to often.

After thousands of years the lyricist of God, David, stills has a voice to communicate with me. He told me today not to worry…He said to me that I should trust in the Lord and do good. He sang to me about a life where I delight myself in God and find the desires of my heart placed in my open hands of worship.

A pastor in North Carolina communicated with me a few weeks ago in his blog. He spoke of the challenges of leadership, inadequacy, and hearing the voice of God amidst the noise. He spoke of the message he preached Sunday and what it meant for the community.

It led me to many other blogs and I spent a few hours just reading about these pastor's lives and the communities they lead. I found encouragement in their triumphs and tears in their brokenness. I laughed and thought and dreamed with them and then I prayed for them and thanked God for showing me a piece His work outside The Vine. I've spoke in church about how we connect through story and I found myself connected to these guys just by hearing parts of their story.

I guess that is why I am blogging…to connect…to tell more of my story…to share more of my life in hopes that it would bring encouragement or joy to someone. Maybe even God would speak to somebody through my ramblings. Maybe God will teach me as I ramble. Maybe more.