There’s something in me that wants to write, even though I hate writing.  I love the feeling of interaction with others that writing in the blog gives me, but there are long periods of time when I just can’t think of much to say.  Disconnected thoughts show up all the time, but usually I can’t think of a way to make a post out of them.

The time I wrote the most often was early in this site’s history, when I was exploring the definition and traits of Asperger’s syndrome.  That gave me a structure to build on, and I’m thankful I was able to write so much about it, but now, there’s not as much to say that’s of broad interest to others.

I was just thinking that this may be an area in which I need to exercise faith in God.  Every good gift comes from him, and that includes ideas.  Solomon, a powerful and (mostly) wise king wrote a psalm that began like this:

“Unless the LORD builds the house, the builders labor in vain.
Unless the LORD watches over the city, the guards stand watch in vain.
In vain you rise up early and stay up late,
toiling for food to eat– for he grants sleep to those he loves.”

— Psalm 127:1-2

If that is true for important things like having a family or ruling a city, then it is also true for little things like writing a blog.  Sometimes I worry about finding something to write, and it makes me think so much about my own thoughts that I tire myself out.  True contentment comes from God; it doesn’t depend on how brilliant my writing is or how many people like it.