mundane.

Mundane. m-u-n-d-a-n-e. Mundane. Her wardrobe is mundane. "Adj. Lacking interest or excitement; dull."

The intention of Unwritten: that the words (especially those deep within the hearts of women), however difficult to unveil, would be published for whoever is willing to listen. The number of occupied seats in the audience matters in the least. The content has been deep at times, but tonight, it's going to be raw. It's going to be personal. I am going to break the "third party approach" and engage the shockingly personal nouns of 'You,' 'I,' and 'We.' The passion behind Unwritten might just make a debut.

We have been lulled into Contentment. Our generation is fueled by Consumerism, captivated by the luster of "Perfection," and trapped by our own Insecurity. We seek out our identity in the companionship of a husband or the corporate ladder ascent. Even the most flawless relationship or ideal job, as outlined on paper, buckles under the pressure. We find ourselves in a destructive cycle, overcome by a sense of failure or rejection, unable to extend ourselves any further. The thought of placing one foot in front of the other seems unbearable.

The definition of Mundane that often goes overlooked and discarded is as follows: "Of this earthly world rather than a heavenly or spiritual one." This much I know is true: by continually prioritizing the demands of the physical and emotional "requirements" of our being, the calling of the Most High God to be a light to this world is suffocated. Are we willing to shed the weight of our burdens and take on His yoke or are we satisfied to yield to the gravitational pull of Self, rendering each of us powerless?

From this side of the keyboard, I am unaware of the current state of your heart. I have no idea what circumstances may be staring you in the face, from the moment your alarm signals the start of your day, until you whisper prayers that fade into the still of night. Today I extend an invitation to join me on the journey of our lives. If you've never known God in a personal way, I dare you to seek Him out. Some of you have accepted Christ as your Savior, but it doesn't end there.

For me to write without Love would be as futile as an attempt to fill a perforated basin. You can stop reading now. I won't be offended. If you are willing to take a step into a chapter that will require bravery and humility, boldness and complete surrender, an adventure that is yet Unwritten awaits...