Tapping on the widows of Merit Coffee Co. in Deep Ellum was the rain of a season changing, it won’t be long now before we feel the death of winter – not that I mind the cold; I might actually prefer it. And how appropriate the change considering where I am in my life. The setting is just right for inspiration. What better place to be than next to my wife, not to mention the coffee.

It’s been nearly three days since I was at Merit Coffee with Laura. Here we are now at our local Starbucks taking advantage of their Wi-Fi and outlets at 2100 (9:00_^pm). Again. What better place to be than next to my wife: this reminds me of a post I read recently from The Devotional Guy encouraging 3 Ways to Love Your Wife Better. Laura was feeling a bit desperate to get out of the house and this was a way to love her better. It is an everlasting endeavor to love one’s spouse better, and so worth it even when it “isn’t”.

This is a simple post, a “kick-starter” if you will (or a storm bringing in a new season).

“Writing Is a Habit, Not an Art” is the chapter title to a good book called “Everybody Writes” by Ann Handley, and it stresses regular routines and schedules for writing, which is what this post means to do, not just for me, but you, the Reader.

You are our epistle written in our hearts, known and read by all men; clearly you are an epistle of Christ, ministered by us, written not with ink but by the Spirit of the living God, not on tablets of stone but on tablets of flesh, that is, of the heart.

1 Corinthians 3:2-3