One of my last posts

I recently rented the period film 'Room with a View' for my mom because she was sick. We watched some of the special features at the end of the film and their was an interview with a Cambridge professor who knew the writer EM Forster. EM Forster only wrote a few books in his life time but each one of them gained critical acclaim. The interviewer asked the Cambridge professor why he thought that Forster only wrote a few books? The prof responded with something along the lines of ;
'Writers write because they are unhappy with their life. When they aren't writting they are happy."
I think that this was a blanket statement but I think that their is some merit to it. For me I think it is true. I only ever write in my journal or in my blog when I am unhappy. Good news is too exciting to sit down and write about. Bad news is much easier. And so I am slowly bringing this blog to an end. It served its purpose in my life for a time, a time when I wanted someone to talk to but didn't have them around to speak with. A time when I was a little depressed and lonely. A time when I felt like no one was interested enough to share or understand my thoughts wtih.
Now I feel like some light is shining into my life, I am slowly coming out of my fog. God is renewing me and re-directing me. It feels good and He is good to me.