Sanctuary describes the wilderness or desert. Blank space and time. Bible and pen.

Not otherways stimulated or intoxicated, gabbing with someone, or clickty click-ing a machine. (On screens and keys: The great separator of our times. Internet blues. Paradoxically alienating, in guise of being social. Dis-empowered is the word. Twenty years ago and previous, people disconnected, exhibiting distance from one another. Nothing like depths today. As though we’ve all entered a romance turned abusive, or maybe a seven year itch and running? Casualties on a forum.

Internet-information-networking-libertarian… The rise and 2010’s or so decline. Peaked and ‘17's on, firmly into years of discontent. Only the young, teens to 20’s, are that on the seeming up with it. Generally the move is – it’s increasingly has-been and waning. Tired).

Supposed to be on about ‘deep distress’ – on the positive tip? How this here typing is easy but switch off and some hours and God/ Alone. Bible, a…

Delay/delay and tip-tap prattle on about whatever comes. Difficult to not.

Entering the sanctuary = off line. Or whatever isn’t looking somewhere else. Maddening self-obsession. Me/me/me-itus. This what God comes to bring us – “not me-me-me”.

God the attention grabbing enterprise and matters. Intervention. I – do – believe in/an interventionist God.

And while affirming up and culture refs. Style – certainly isn’t – the answer to everything.

And what about intentional distress? Is this machismo self-degredation and troubled me deeply? Then why/what’s good for/all about? Sanctuary stuff?

(# better get in and get off – losing my literary rag here)

Scripture claims (+ c/o this one):

Only God knows what’s most/best understood and can tell us. This not necessarily, perhaps v.rarely, direct language-based comms (and not my experience). Yet, verses can become light and signs, do something in us. Plus impressions and nudges, urges and indicators. Towards knowing what to say and therefore be praying. Could be groans. Growing up – we learn to talk.

All very oblique a post. In a – don’t give-a much/mood. Already too long on. Tell me? This:

DO IT. This all. Because bored of most else. Hard goes but where/what else is there but..

God though. YES and amen. A Bible, a pen… couple or three. No net.