Today I re-read a bunch of older blog posts I've made, both here on Blogger and also on Xanga. Now, I'll be the first to say that I'm not as wonderfully skilled a writer as I'd like to think. But I'd have to hold my tongue if you said I had more passion, more zest, more connection back then. I can see it in my posts, I can see it in comments that were left. And I've certainly had the thought cross my mind more than once in the past few years.
My faith invigorated me.
It made me feel kinetic.
It made me feel alive.
I think I'm searching for my alternative.
The would-be faith that I can feel in my bones.
A reason to be excited about life again.
Think I'll find it?
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