anotherkindofdrew blog

“Prayer is not asking. It is a longing of the soul. It is daily admission of one’s weakness. It is better in prayer to have a heart without words than words without a heart.”

- Mahatma Ghandi

I wanted to desperately to write a blog post today. I don’t even know why. I just felt like it was time. I wanted to reconnect with the few that faithfully continue to read my words and look at my images. But alas, I am here with nothing to say. It isn’t that life is unfulfilling or even uneventful. Quite the contrary. Each day is filled with new things to do, new people to talk to, new ideas to think through, new pictures to take. But when it come to really sharing them I find myself wanting to be selfish and just enjoy them for what they are, when they are. No repose. No pondering. No analyzing. My feeding the chickens each morning is not some great metaphor for life and I don’t do it whilst Twittering the clucks ‘the girls’ make as they dive head first into their mash. It is just a chore and one that I enjoy.

So, I leave you with that. I am alive. I am happy. I am beginning to hear some thing from God and I just want to relax into them. I hope life is well with you too!

There have been moments in life when (much like the Adam Sandler movie) I wish life had a remote control. I could fast-forward the pain; pause the tender moments. With this remote control I could make the awesome moments literally last a lifetime…or at least a few minutes longer. That moment when I was 14 and I was given my first paycheck made out to Andrew M. Odom - I could live it over and over. Or maybe that night when I told you I was going to flirt with you in the next five minutes and you giggled after responding, “who’s stopping you?”

If anyone still reads this blog, take a minute or two and describe a moment in time when you wanted to either stretch out or pause your life—the last time you walked hand and hand with a loved one; a spiritual awakening; or a perfect vacation day.