Ok. I'm back with guns blazin'.

Yup, you got a discouraged post last night, asking for comments.

To answer Huanyan, there's obviously more reasons why. I'll just state my reason why: I need comments help me gauge how I'm doing with my writing. And frankly, I felt like Vincent van Gogh who was really discouraged. Look, we artistic souls do need a word of acknowledgment of our talents ok? Started seriously doubting whether I even have the talent for writing.

And yes, I moved. It was good, staying away in the desert for a retreat, just writing honestly and so on. But now I feel mad about something, so I'm back on this soapbox to shout it aloud, hold it not back.

Anyway, after I posted that post last night, interestingly, I stumbled upon an article that talked about doing what you do best in spite of discouragement. It quoted from Nehemiah. That touches me, because I know God is with me. And thinking about Hong Teck's sermon, I guess there was this increasing build-up in my heart that something has to be done. So I'm back on course already.

I still need your comments to at least let me know whether my blog really does blesses you. Not only generally, but let me know what do you like abt my posts - is it the words? the topics I touch on? the style? etc. No, I am not a constipated prune who says I don't need approval from men blah blah blah i can live on my own in the desert and sunshine and fresh air. I don't know about you, but to be very honest, I need feedback to know that my posts do matter. And to improve. Maybe it's the writer in me. But... if no comments, it's ok. God can provide for me anyway.

But I think His general will is pretty clear in the Scriptures that we're supposed to encourage one another DAILY, as long as it is called Today. Just let me know how I can improve ok? Because eventually I'm going to be a professional writer, and this blog is my gym, my live-firing range, where I hone this craft, this ability that God gave me to use.

So here we go again!

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Added:
Insecure? Yes, I think so. But in an ironic way, I think it's better than being proud (to paraphrase good ol' CS Lewis). For pride is worse than insecurity, because in a strange way, insecure people know their own brokenness and they look to others (and maybe - even God!) for reassurance and approval. After all, thirst was made for water, wasn't it?

But pride, cold self-assured pride, says I don't even need your praises - I'm good enough as I stand. Insecurity may be like osteoporosis of the soul, leaving you brittle and vulnerable. But pride is cancer to your bones.

And perhaps, maybe, insecurity can be a grounds for you to show courage, because you can choose to do something that you feel will get your head blasted off (but you still do it anyway), whereas pride will make you go around blasting other people's heads off.