From the Salmon

Here’s a fact that startles me: in a few weeks, this site will be one year old.

I began publishing my thoughts in this space because I think through things best when I’m writing. I saw this as a way to process, to learn, to seek. It’s been all those things and more.

I’ve learned a lot from this process, from reading the thoughts of others on a similar journey, and from the interactions I’ve been blessed to have with others as a result of the pieces I’ve written. I thank each of you for the part you’ve played in that.

This next year is going to be different. It’s going to be a big year for us in many ways. Some of this I will share with you in time, some of it I won’t. But my wife and I will be making big decisions and stepping out in faith in scary ways.

This will affect how I use this site. Over the past year, I’ve seen it as a discipline — I wanted to write regularly, to make it a habitual part of how I learned and processed my place in the world around me. I’ve started to make some difficult choices over the past few days and one of them is this: in the year to come, I simply won’t have time to continue this discipline.

That’s not to say I won’t write. But I think I will write more when I need to than out of habit.

It also means that I won’t participate as much in whatever discussions arise. Believe me, this is the hardest part. Over the last few days, two conversations have erupted that I’ve wanted to join. I apologize for staying out of them. Maybe I’ll participate in time, but know that I’ve been reading and learning and cheering and wincing and growing all along.

More to come, I promise. Perhaps even very soon. But I just wanted to take a moment or two to explain my relative absence over the last few days and in the days to come.