November 30th, 2003



I cried this morning.

Stands to be a good day today. Looking forward to worship this morning; we'll see how much mileage I can get out of a grande egg nog latte and five hours of sleep. Grace On Tap at Conor Byrne Pub this evening; I might just be in the right mood to enjoy it.

I am living in the hope of His goodness. Not that He hasn't already been good to me-- by no means! In fact, His goodness to me is already accomplished, given, sealed, finished, paid in full. Yet it is also being revealed and unfolded in time. The places where I am broken, longing, and incomplete are reservoirs of hope. There are streams in my desert. My story has some surprises ahead, and the happiest ending of them all.

And today, adventure. Ready or not, here He comes.
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