Erin Greneaux

It seems like this season is characterized by having too little and too much at the same time. Some of us who live alone have too much spare time and too little interaction with others, while others with children have too little spare time and too much interaction. Some are aching for human contact while others just want a few feet of personal space.

I love words. I love how the writing process takes the chaos of the world and slowly brings it into focus, into a cohesive and purposeful whole. However, I find that this revelation through writing happens in a cyclical process. While the beautiful understanding of God’s intention is the grand finale, the process always starts in a place of incredible uncertainty, unrest, and doubt. In that beginning stage of scattered questioning, there are no words.