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Up at 4:30 am today; couldn't sleep any longer. Had to facilitate Men's Prayer at 6:30, so time alone with my thoughts was mercifully limited. Just before sleep and just after waking will be the hardest.

God has been taking good care of me, I think. Some obvious measures of His grace. It's hard. I'm amazed at the courage of others. We all have to find our brave faces.

Work was a welcome distraction: invoices, checks, payroll, staff meeting. Responsibility and duty have been my dodge, my refuge in times past. This time I have to be willing to let the wound stay, to feel it. I have to trust that Jesus is up to something.

So much I want to (try to) write, but can't. The unsaid things must speak for themselves, in their own voices.


The unsaid has been said
in it's own silent way
and the ears that can't hear
heard a glorious melody this day
So rest your weary head
and know that it's okay
'cause the unsaid has been said
in it's own silent way