I cannot decide what to write about in particular this evening that meets my standards of substance and brevity. I have created an expectation for myself to make these posts a three minute or less read that sticks in the readers' mind for three days or more. After agony, I found the appropriate piece of truth:
"The Teacher searched to find just he right words, and what he wrote was upright and true."
-Solomon, as recorded in Ecclesiates 12:10
My insight from this evening: I don't have one.
I don't have one, because I have one thousand.
One thousand thoughts I cannot write out,
for I desire for everything to be a masterpiece.
Maybe I need to realize I need not create masterpieces,
but be content with digestible sized pieces of the Master.
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