—Jesus (John 16:12-14)
It's early, and was earlier when I woke. My options were to fight in and sleep or to use it and get up. Since I've often regretted the former but never the latter, here I am. No sense in talking and thinking about how much I'd like more discipline in my life if I can't put my figurative money where my mouth is.
Usually pretty happy with my Earl Grey in the early mornings, but today I'm wishing for a latté.
Jesus still has many things to say to me. I'm often unwilling to listen; there's often fear behind that.
Looks like a long day ahead, in the best sense. Lunch with a guy from church downtown at noon— he and I don't know each other very well, and our communication is often awkward, but he asked about getting together this past Sunday and I'm doing my level best to be open to God rather than limiting Him. The chance to get to know this man better isn't something to dismiss, especially without good reason.
Community Group tonight, then perhaps a show at the Croc. A band Jason works with is playing, and I'd love to both check them out and support him in a meaningful way. More "money where my mouth is" time, unless I'm completely wiped out at the end of the day, and maybe even then.