I am broken either way, blog or no blog, and Jesus saved me.

The problem of distractions in prayer is the problem of my own sin. If it were not the blog then it would be something else. I’d be too much of an idealist to think that terminating my blog would then allow me to come to God in a way other than messed up.

The blog is not what makes by mind fragmented, affections askew, and my heart cold. That is my sin. That is why I need the cross. I do not, indeed, I cannot, come to God any other way. There I am, a mess with my heart laid out bare before Him. My mind chasing every little thought that comes by, a blog post or dinner that night or why the book of Leviticus is a lesser favorite than the Psalter…

And there I am, a sinner in need of salvation. A sinner who needs to get out of himself and look to the work of Jesus Christ. And look again. (That would make a good post.) Look again. And again. And again. (Post the ‘again and again’ part, too.) Look again. And come to write the post while looking again.

I pray broken and I write broken, and I pray and write as one saved only because of the work of Jesus Christ for me. Still looking, by His grace.