Going on 3 months now if I'm being generous and counting my January post. Realistically though, it's been 7 months since I last truly blogged. I would say I'm sorry, but I'm not. I would say I've missed it; but that would only be a half truth.

You see, I have missed writing. The spring of creativity that flows out of me when I click "New Post" is a sensation I truly miss. What I haven't missed is what a lot of my past blogging did to me.

Everytime I wrote, I created a world that wasn't real and I created a me that was fiction and convinced myself that I was that fictional character, so much so that I became that fictional character and lived his lies. It was deception. And I was the deceiver and the deceived. I was damned.

The last few months I've been on a journey. A journey toward the true me. The real me, in Christ. There have been bumps along the road, there have been slips, and falls and many times I have turned as if to return. But I trudged along, blessed and broken and redeemed. And now I'm learning who I truly am. Who I was created to be.

So yes, I've missed writing; but not writing like I used to. The old me, as they say, is dead and gone. I am a new creature. And this new creature wants to write.

Not the old stuff. Obviously, some of my content is going to need to change. I won't be taking down the old stuff because sometimes it helps to remember where you've been. But going forward, I will glorify God, because that's what I'm called to do.

I don't know exactly what my new content will be, or how frequently it will come but when it does you will be the first to hear.

I love you all. God bless you

EDIT: I should probably mention that this blog is not going to turn religious or preachy. I'm just going to keep sharing my life as it goes in lurid detail. I hope you find it entertaining and if not, I apologize. In the meantime, I found this fantastic book