Publishing one's thoughts permits others to see your soul. I guard my soul as diligently as I guard my heart. Prove yourself trustworthy, or receptive to hear what I have to say, and I'll share with you.
Dear Reader, I think I can trust you. So, I'll put out the first bread crumb to my soul...you can pick it up and walk toward me, if you like. Maybe we'll discover that we have common ground.
This is me: I'm all about encouraging the disheartened, picking up the faint, building up the broken or naive. Excitement explodes within me when it seems that what I have to say will help someone along in their journey.
Why might you care to hear me? I've found water in the desert, food in the wilderness, hope in the face of hopelessness. Maybe you need a drink, life-sustaining nourishment for your soul, hope for your heart--I'll share with you what I've received.
With trepidation and reluctance overcome, I open the door to my soul and my heart.
