—Oswald Chambers, My Utmost for His Highest (1 September,"Destined To Be Holy")
Less and less. More and more.
Great day yesterday. Community Group was so good! Love the sense that God is up to something, that the lights are going on for us and we are starting to know Him better, to see how He works and what He wants for us, and to long for what is real.
Lots brewing in mind and heart about praise, some of which I shared with my group last night. It's big, and if it doesn't fizzle, I'll likely jot some notes here to map those thoughts.
Rain has returned this morning. I love the sound.
Hard to believe it's midweek already. Phil's vacationing in New York this week, so it's just John and me for staff today. Speaking of hard to believe, sometimes the fact that I work for a church still amazes me, the fact that I get to do what I do and make a living from it. Not that it's not work; it's just incredible to be in a place where I can always serve, where the vision and mission are clear and I can order not just my work but my life behind them, where I never have question of whether what I'm doing has meaning or purpose. Though there are many things I miss about being an educator, gratitude doesn't beging to capture how I feel when I even begin to understand what I've been given in this.