An unexpected pregnancy caused me to pretty suddenly hang up my running shoes. I tried to keep going, but after those early few weeks my body just couldn’t manage it any longer and I had to let it go. As my life circumstances changed and things became more complicated in my personal life, I found it harder and harder to quiet the noise in my mind. I was swirling down a drain, circling and circling, but couldn’t find the way back up. The words were gone. And rather than sharing my suffering, I was drowning in it. God felt distant and there was just nothing. So much nothing. I believe this is what the professionals refer to as writer’s block.
