If I am ever going to write something that matters, I should probably get started as soon as possible. Time is running out.

The real challenge for me is having something that I want to say. The truth is that, most of the time anyway, I don’t really want to say much. I don’t have any deep revelations or insights that I feel compelled to share with people who probably wouldn’t care even if I did.

I don’t know if it’s a result of my laziness and apathy, or if there’s something deeper going on that blocks me from being able or willing to communicate.

A lot of it probably has to do with the fact that I don’t feel that certain about many things. I’m just kind of “winging it” through my life. Taking things as they come instead of having some grand plan in place that’s guiding all of my decisions.

I am constantly seeing things from different perspectives which makes any one point of view seem only partially true at best. Things change when you look at them from a different angle.

Can any one way of looking at things be the “right” way?

I don’t think so.

It would be nice to be more confident and more certain about things. It would be comforting and a lot less frustrating.

Not that I’m really that concerned with figuring things out. I think I gave that up a long time ago.

I don’t know if it’s because I really don’t care that much or if I just got tired of trying and gave up. It’s probably a combination of both.

Of course I enjoy creating things when I can. That’s one of the reasons I’m even writing this. Not that I have much to say, but just because I wanted to create something telling people that I don’t have anything to say.

I think there are a lot of people like me. Feeling a little frustrated because they really want to say something or create something, but they don’t have any idea what to do or what to say.

Sometimes it just takes spending a lot of time with people to find out if they have anything to say or not. Most people I’ve met who have anything really important to say don’t go around telling everybody without knowing first if they’re willing or able to really listen. The whole “pearls before swine” thing can save you a lot of time, frustration and air.

But if you spend enough time, a lot of people begin to open up and tell you all kinds of things that are really interesting and sometimes downright profound.

Everybody has a story.

Some stories will make you cry. Others will make you laugh.

If you get someone to tell you their real story, it’s probably going to do both.

It will also make you fall in love with them because you’ll catch a glimpse of something holy weaving through their lives that is universal to all of us.

I love it when that happens.

I love falling in love with people through their stories and discovering (again) that God dwells in each of us regardless of where we come from or how old we are or what we believe.

I think that’s the kind of thing I’d like to write about.