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"A quick temper, sharp tongue, and restless spirit were always getting her into scrapes, and her life was a series of ups and downs, which were both comic and pathetic."

When reflecting on the business of growing up, Little Women stands out as one of those many books that was formative for me. I'm convinced that a little of those four sisters touch some place of familiarity in all of us, but Jo March's fire and water temperament has always awkwardly embodied more of me than I'd care to admit. As many temperaments and passions we do have in common, I take some comfort in being able to say I'm not Jo March in whole. I'm married to a lawyer, have three girly girls, really don't mind the feminine bits and bobs, and do most of my writing via laptop. Admittedly, my old fashioned sensibilities die hard and I tend to be wary of literature under 50 years old, but really, I'm quite content with my lot in the 21st century and have no preference to move backward to a time when coffee shops, jeans, and disposable diapers didn't exist. But I digress, regardless of era all that I hold most dear transcends beyond coffee and diapers and constantly sends either my mind or fingers into flurries of trying to capture their wonder to words.

"'In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the word was God. . . All things were made through Him. . . In him was life, and the life was the light of men."

Anyone who knows me knows that I'm slightly obsessed with words. "Infatuated" might even be the better term to use here. It's a bit oddballish, sure, but here's why I'm so captivated - God the creator identifies Himself as the Word, creates with words, and formed his creation to be word-dependent. We are, quite literally, word-formed! The buck doesn't stop there, though - not only are we word-formed (past tense), we are also being word-formed (present, continuing tense). I'll put it this way: There's a feast of literature out there, but it's not the words of these alone that form us. I know, I know, I nearly slapped myself for writing that, but it's true! It's not the bread alone that we live by, but "every word that comes from the mouth of God." I'm not scholar, but I think this means that we're not only word-formed, but word-transformed.  

While this totally captures my imagination, what I want to know even more (I'm the super visual and hands-on sort) is how and where this is happening in real time. So I suppose that's what I do here in this space - try to recognize and marvel at the literal movement of God's pen, as well as consider how to... I'm not sure how to put it without sounding off. . . live an active word-formed life? 

That said, just consider this my kitchen table - there's a hot pot of tea or coffee here and a cozy chair right over there. You are very welcome here, friend.

"May the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart be pleasing to you, oh Lord, my rock and my redeemer." (Psalm 19:14)


Hearty thanks to the publications who have allowed me to share my scribbling on their platforms:

The Village Volume 2  //  I'll Give You the World
Trouve Journal  //  To Write a Story
Trouve Volume III // To Write a Story
Trouve Volumes II  //  The Complication of Inspiration
Hearth Volume 2  // Autumn By the Sea
Hearth Journal // An Afternoon With Grandparents