
I took a break from blogging for a few weeks after Easter. Don't know if anyone noticed, but honestly I couldn't think of a thing to say. I had a fun trip to Texas where I got to write with some amazing friends as well as visit with kids and grandkids and experience the most incredible Good Friday service I've ever attended. Then it was back to Nashville for another week of writing. I came home yesterday after nearly three weeks away.
I am not complaining. John always says people choose their schedule for the most part, and this is the one I have chosen and I love almost all the time. God has somehow equipped me for not minding long, frequent drives, so at some point if I can't write anymore, maybe I will try over-the-road trucking. I'm thankful for satellite radio and audio books and playlists on my phone and cruise control and the interstate highway system. And any time they want to come out with that car that drives itself, I'll be happy to help test that.
Looking back over the past three weeks, what I love most is seeing the songs I've been part of writing, and the list of people I've written with. Songs about resting in the finished work of the cross, prayer, praising God in the storm, God's presence and His goodness, Heaven, grace, and Christmas. They sound like simple, much-used ideas, but I have loved every moment of chasing them down with 10 different co-writers, if I'm counting correctly.
I'm headed off for an overnight trip with John, and then I'll have a week at home to rest and re-charge and work on Write About Jesus stuff, and get ready to climb in the car and start it all again. After nearly 15 years of this schedule, I still love it and know I'm blessed.
I am not complaining. John always says people choose their schedule for the most part, and this is the one I have chosen and I love almost all the time. God has somehow equipped me for not minding long, frequent drives, so at some point if I can't write anymore, maybe I will try over-the-road trucking. I'm thankful for satellite radio and audio books and playlists on my phone and cruise control and the interstate highway system. And any time they want to come out with that car that drives itself, I'll be happy to help test that.
Looking back over the past three weeks, what I love most is seeing the songs I've been part of writing, and the list of people I've written with. Songs about resting in the finished work of the cross, prayer, praising God in the storm, God's presence and His goodness, Heaven, grace, and Christmas. They sound like simple, much-used ideas, but I have loved every moment of chasing them down with 10 different co-writers, if I'm counting correctly.
I'm headed off for an overnight trip with John, and then I'll have a week at home to rest and re-charge and work on Write About Jesus stuff, and get ready to climb in the car and start it all again. After nearly 15 years of this schedule, I still love it and know I'm blessed.