Yesterday's writing went directly into my blog, which was a switch. Sometimes composing at the keyboard works, but usually I do better with pen or pencil and paper. I write more freely here (my paper journal). I can ignore clumsy thoughts and sentences and move on, rather than feeling the need to polish as I go. It's why artists carry sketchbooks, and why I will get a smaller journal when I fill this one, a bit of a non-sequitur, but more portable that way.

This conversation in not terribly luminous, he said, darkly.

It is possible to work too hard at being luminous; I want light, whether the divine or my own little one, to shine through everything I say, do, or write, or for that matter, photograph. Sometimes the Master's light may shine more brightly when I let myself be a klutz who writes non-sequiturs and photographs what happens to catch my eye without worrying about its significance. "He must have an awfully patient God to put up with such a klutz!"

Let your light so shine before people that they my chuckle at your blundering and glorify your Father who is in Heaven.

Amen.