Am I Done, Yet?

I started this blog because I had a mission. That mission changed somewhat, but not fundamentally. So here I am reassessing what I’ve covered so far. While I’ve managed to say it differently, from different angles, I’ve begun to repeat myself pretty often.
Today I just didn’t have anything to get off my chest. There’s no elephants sitting on me right now. I’ve been spending some time chopping wood and trying to recover my high accuracy ax swing. Sure do wish I could get my hands on a one-man heavy crosscut saw, but they cost more than some chainsaws. On the other hand, they work longer than anyone who owns them. Chainsaws tend to break down quite regularly. In other words, what’s on my mind is pretty mundane.
That is, except for that wondering if I have been faithful to my own self, in the sense of writing what I really needed to say.
I don’t like making predictions, which is funny for someone called to be a prophet. I got burned on that awhile back and almost closed this blog. But once I learned the difference between something inside me versus something clearly from the outside, I’ve managed to avoid making quite such a big fool of myself in that department. And I’m thinking there’s something outside myself nudging me again.
It’s not any kind of real direct threat to me, so I’m not agitated. Near as I can tell, though, some really crazy stuff is coming this year, large numbers of people getting hurt on a scale I’ve not seen before. I don’t pretend to know what it would be, only that if we knew right now, most of us wouldn’t believe it. Some real surprises coming. I’m not even sure we are going to find out about all of it, since so very much is being covered up these days, buried under garbage stories which don’t make any difference.
I don’t reckon I’m done with this blog just yet. At the same time, a part of me feels like I’ve finished something I can’t name, and I have no idea what’s next. Seems to me I’m going to like something about it, so I’m looking forward to it.