Wrong.

"I sat down at the piano and I just couldn't write. I had a hundred things to say, a hundred song titles in my head. I just assumed that because what I really wanted to write about was God's goodness and how that goodness is woven into the everyday moments, that the writing would be easy. Instead, I would just sit and stare at the keys for months at a time.

At some point, inward thoughts worked their way into internal rhymes, and deep emotions passed from heart to hands on suspended fourth chords: line by line, word by word, came songs. And it did take time. "I wouldn't even call it ‘writer's block,' it was like ‘God-block'. I knew I just had to take that time and soak up the silence, instead of resenting it. I had to listen and wait.

The struggle, the ‘God block', the months staring at the piano keys — so what has come of it all?

The songs are still intelligent — Nichole can't help that. But they're "lighter, she says, in tone, because she's happier than she's been in a long time. The theological wrestling continues, but for this season, it's more like playing with Daddy on the living room floor.