Last year I ran out of words. It's not that I had nothing to say, exactly. It's just that I couldn't put thoughts together in a way that made sense to me anymore. Writer's block? Procrastination? The lingering effects of COVID? Whatever happened felt like walking a dry river bed in the heat of the summer. Looking back, I'd say an emotional numbness was the culmination of a long period of personal tragedy, relational loss, and seismic life transitions that very few people knew the details of. But through this period, thinking aloud became prayer itself, and I'm thankful for that.
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