Noodles Against the Wall

It’s been said that silence is golden. It’s true. There is a time to be silent and a time to speak (Eccl 3:7). For some time now, I’ve not posted to my blog because I’m struggling with what to say (or rather what to write). If I’m perfectly honest, I do not know what I want to write. I only know that I feel compelled to post. 

After much internal struggle, bickering, and bantering, I have reluctantly decided on posting a short “thought of the day.” It may be literary garbage, but I have learned that I form my best thoughts with a pen in my hand (or in this case, a keyboard in front of me). 

I’m not looking for the masses to stand amazed at my mental prowess. I simply want to prove to myself that I can blog daily. Uncertainty surrounds this endeavor, because I have no clue where it is going. I guess this my way of throwing the spaghetti noodles against the wall to see what sticks. But isn’t discovery a major part of writing? I know for me it is. It’s crazy how I don’t know what I think until it’s written in ink. So, here goes my navel-gazing (may not too much) meandering exploration of this thing called life.