Writer's Block

I have a writer's block of sorts. It's not that I have nothing to write about, though, but quite the opposite.

I was so inspired in Sweden. I am in love with Stockholm and its people and my family there. These people as a whole are overwhelmingly kind and happy. There is a smile on everyone's face, and every person I met was genuinely interested in knowing more about me and about my life in America. From a Christian's perspective, this joyous people is a lost one. When they found out I was from the "Bible belt," they apologized in case they had unknowingly offended me. Religion is such a silly, restrictive thing to them... and that is heartbreaking to me.

Last night I sang in a benefit concert to raise money for missionaries to Kenya. It was such a blessing to hear the missionaries' testimonies, and I found myself craving the opportunity to do mission work myself.

But not in Kenya. For the past few weeks, my mind has reeled wondering what a mission field in Sweden would look like. It's not a third world country, and they don't need my help building houses or running orphanages, but they have a glaring lack of knowledge about what a relationship with Jesus looks like as opposed to what the world makes of religion.

So that's what I mean by writer's block. It's not that I have nothing to say so much as I have a million ideas swirling through my head that I don't know quite how to get them out. But there's a quick look into what's happening in my life.