From Trent Ling:
Who really knows? As one carried along by the Holy Spirit (John 3:8 and 2 Peter 1:21), I have scant idea as to the when, where, how, and why of things. I just try to do as I am told. When God wishes to change directions with me, he must usually dispatch his forces to wrestle me to the ground and completely subdue me so that I will finally recognize God in the onslaught and surrender to him. Since I am steadfastly against easier, lazier, and convenient convictions, God must definitively reveal himself to me when he decides to alter bearings with me. Course changes absolutely never occur through any earthly attrition, disappointment, or regret.
In any case, I must say that enough food has already been placed upon the site to overfeed most for the rest of their days. For that, we can be forever grateful.
“His word is in my heart like a fire, a fire shut up in my bones. I am weary of holding it in; indeed, I cannot.” Jeremiah 20:9.
Holding back and not sharing is always much more difficult and taxing than simply supplying something like a daily updated site. And though the site’s trains still appear relatively empty (with but a few huddled masses partaking), it will remain fully available for those overly crowded visitations anticipated down the road.
I will always be up to something. Yes, in the flesh, I would have concluded the site long before now. But in the Spirit, it remains part of my food as it represents part of the will of God that I undertake (John 4:34). As my resume shows a snowball-like accumulation of activities across the decades (rather than the typical transition from one undertaking to the next), I suppose the next gig will simply add to, and not subtract from, this site’s current operations and ambitions. Unless of course, I am pummeled in the mud to think otherwise.