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New Life for the Blog

I've been reading "Life From Scratch" by Melissa Ford.  It's a great read and has rekindled my desire to blog. 

Last week I was considering completely taking down the blog.  I've been a bad blogger for a long time, nearly three years!  This was supposed to chronicle my journey from seminary to rural ministry but it's been hit and miss.  It's understandable, life is busy and I was burned pretty badly by the unnamed small town in Kansas' response to my seminary blog.  The scars from that incident serve as reminders to beware of what I post online.  In no way is this an anonymous blog and so I must be a bit guarded.

Life From Scratch has reminded me how powerful and wonderful it is to connect with others, to have a  place for your voice to be heard (no matter how small the "readership").  I miss the conversations and connections I've had with other bloggers...especially other Rev Gals

So, today, the day after celebrating the Resurrection and new life, I promise myself to renew my blog, to give new life to my voice. 

May 9th is the final day of Clinical Pastoral Education.  May 11th is the final day of our preaching group (although I do hope to renew that group this fall).  Life will get "freed up" just a bit and then I will be running off to the Festival of Homiletics--hooray!  I'm unrealistically hoping this will give me some extra time and freedom.  The reality though is that I simply need to make time for me to write--on and off the blog.

Comments

Terri said…
Crystal, I have missed your voice on this blog, and in other arena's too....I do hope you can find a way and the time to write again.
revkjarla said…
Exactly what Terri said. I miss you too!!!! Am glad you didn't take it down!
revhipchick said…
thank you for your sweet words! i've missed communicating with you as well!

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