Wednesday, December 11

Why I write

My inspiration for writing is the beauty and struggle of life. We work and we have hope; the hope makes joy; the joy makes labor a delight; and the rhythm of life becomes poetry. 

The air and the light embracing our neighborhoods becomes wonderful, and the myriad details of my life become worth knowing, and worth writing about. 

God our Creator made the world in an indescribable act of Poetry. Each corner and each moment is an act of Poetry.

How else could I respond to it? How else can I know the creation and engage with it? Is there any other way to participate? This is why I write. Because God made everything GOOD and I deeply desire to see it.