I am tired.
Giving myself grace. Reading a couple good books of fiction…the first, well, not so good, the second, seeming much better. I’ll brief you on those later, hopefully. I’m reading “Blink” by Dekker.
Yup, I feel guilty that the whites aren’t folded and the dishes aren’t washed.
Yet, I’m feeling some relief in the world of fiction–worlds that are more tense and freaky than my own. Why is it that lends a sense of comfort?
Yet, it does, at times.
I am seeking rest. And refreshment. And balance. We all need balance to stay healthy and to make it.
I love that Christian fiction at least gives my imagination a healthy place to grow and thing and expand my understanding and enjoy…yet, writer’s like this are just enough out of my comfort zone that the story line is compelling, even if a bit predictable at times, as the Amazon review said. Thank you, Christian fiction writers. There is a place for you in my world!
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