And so... with no plan in sight, I will write. My fingers are moving; my mind is void of direction. And yet, words are piling out into some semblance of order, so I'll go with it. For now. Let's see what we get.
Sometimes, because the blog is called "Feast of Heaven", I feel this pressure to provide some sort of feast for y'all, but that sort of defeats the purpose, doesn't it? I mean, it's not my job to feed anyone. I am a beggar in His courts. But one thing that has always been consistent in my life is that Jesus feeds me in every season. Whatever the season, He has always been my light and my grace, and He allows me to partake of the feast of His will, and whether or not I have anything profound to discuss has nothing to do with it.
I just want to talk to you right now, that's all. And I hope you are encouraged in your heart, and inspired to be the person you were created to be. How easily the chains can entangle us. Let's break free and be real. Someone email me. It would be good to hear from you. Sometimes I feel like the classic "emotionally unavailable" father who neglects his family, although the differences are that a.) you are not my children; and b.) the neglect only comes from being bogged down by too much academia and 9-5 "ratrace"-esque pressure. I love you all and I need you too.
Keep feasting.
posted by Jules @ Sunday, March 19, 2006
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