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It’s indeed been a while since I have shared my thoughts with the interweb. That’s because I really didn’t know what to do with them. They expanded, deepened, suffocated, terrorized, awoken, and finally revitalized me.
I have grown and further matured to understand the power of wisdom and thought: to learn how to control and not to be controlled by thoughts.
2020 was the year that taught me that. Forced to isolate physically, confront outside conspiracy theories, filter out the factually correct and incorrect, and sequester my thoughts and be my own refuge in them, I had to cope. Bear. Struggle. Be stuck. Be uncomfortable. But, it was worth it.
Coming back to this page made me reflect on how much this blog had served as a harbinger and an extremely helpful outlet from the tribulations I was going through.
But, I’m thankful. That from my brokenness came through a certain beauty of thoughtfulness, an eloquent means of conveying an emotion or experience, and wisdom about this world we live in. Nothing is perfect, only God is. And there is a beauty of thoughts he has gifted, and I hope to exercise it well this year.