Why

Sometimes, we find a thing we're good at. For some, it could be painting. For others, perhaps it's poetry. Maybe it's pruning apple trees or doing the dishes.

For me, it was writing.

Granted, I'm not a virtuoso of any sorts. And there are things I'm better at. Music, dancing, singing, those are things that I'd consider myself gifted with. (In varying degrees...)

But writing helps me to unlock something beautiful. I'm not sure if I'm at all an eloquent speaker, I'll leave that for others to judge. I like using big words, turning a clever phrase, constructing a sentence that makes you think. However, that all needs some preplanning on my part. I can't just spout off witticisms off the top of my head (usually). And I can't always find the right words to say to someone who needs them.

When I'm writing, though, things start to change. At least, in my mind they do. Writing allows me to think. It's helped me not to be afraid to talk about that which is important. Namely, things that matter. Religion comes to mind. It seems to flow and words start to spill out that might not have before. Call it a good education, practice, what-have-you; I'm calling it grace.

This grace helps me to talk. It helps me to share. It helps me to teach if I dare. (Pardon the rhyme.)

Whatever the case and whether it's true or not, I'll leave that for you to decide. As for me, I intend to use it as best I can. That way, I can try to "help" God with what He does best:

Spreading the Light.

Welcome to Lux Filii, Light of the Son.

(There's something you should know, I am not a teacher. I have not studied theology, though I do have two brothers in the seminary. I'm not a priest, pastor, monk, or anything. I'm just me, a teenager trying to figure things out. Therefore, take everything I say, with appropriate caution. We're not talking with a grain of salt, we're talking liberal dashes of the stuff. I'd hate to lead someone on the wrong path.)