Yet I want to reassure young writers that we will survive long creative droughts, whatever their root causes. I want to breathe easily. I want to spew poetry. Instead, just for today, I’ll console myself: other long-lost friends have moved into town. My journal waits with many unused nuggets of inspiration. A living-your-faith discussion group called “Theology on Tap” has begun in my town. A writing retreat this summer seems a real possibility. Hope buds at the ends of dripping branches. Write on, friends! Write on.
- Community and Faith (encourageandteach.wordpress.com)