There's a hummingbird who flew past my studio window last week. I have’t even put out a feeder yet this year, but there he was, hovering in that impossible way they do, wings a blur.
I think about the hovering, sometimes. And I hope to make it make sense to you by the end of this post. My brain is a kaleidoscope of associations, which can often make me sound…well, “eccentric”.
Because that hummingbird made me wonder if you are already living the thing. The actual thing. The sort of life you’ve been dreaming of and saving to Pinterest boards and praying for.
Did you know that all the poets and real people have mostly left social media?
They have.
And they’ve (mostly) gone to Substack.
It’s the most non-performative space where a real exchange of ideas can still occur. And…it’s impossible to ghost people there.
It’s a place for the writer’s writer.
And so, I’ve also created a Substack for all who want to escape the cold paper-fires of Instagram. It’s called “Middle Kindling”.
Here’s your link , and here is an excerpt from my latest post there:
I hope this message brings deep comfort to those of you who are, like I am, “in the middle” of some long process. YES, the Lord is the God of the “suddenly”.
But He also loves to tell a long, long story. He’s with you, in your middle.
Discover what it means to administrate the covenant “in your middle” - meaning: the covenant you are under. The Gospel. With all its new covenant, new and better promises.