Testimony

Like I said in yesterday's incomprehensible offering, I've been called upon to offer my testimony in the student prayer meeting this evening. Four hours to go, and I still don't know exactly what I'm going to say. I generally despise just winging things, but it seems like that might be necessary in the present circumstance.

I really don't understand why I'm having such a hard time with this. I remember something from the New Testament about always being ready to give an account of your hope, of being ready in season and out of season (rabbit season? duck season?), but even for all that I have some generally undefinable discomfort about the pending presentation. I don't feel like the story is not worth sharing (got up, washed, went to bed), exactly. But at the same time it's not that kind of dramatic, earth-shattering, lightning-knocking-you-off-of-your-horse type of story, either. Normally, I would call this experience writer's block, because I have tried to write some things down that I might say tonight and the words have just been stuck in my brain.

I don't think there's a category for "testifier's block." ;-)