—Charles Haddon Spurgeon, Morning and Evening (16 March, Evening: "Being Perfected")
Very true—grace and hope and the hope of grace are all meaningless and empty if we use them to shun and run from God and what He loves.
Quiet night for me, which is nice. Dove back into Blue Like Jazz a bit, now that I've talked my jargon hangups to death. It's very enjoyable; I just get stuck on things sometimes and need to work them out before I can move forward. Talked with a former student on the bus ride home—good to hear a little of people's hearts. Watched Envy (entirely forgettable, but also the kind of lighthearted entertainment that didn't require much from me). Playing a little of Ol' Blue Eyes now. The laundry is drying, and I'm thinking about how early to turn in.
You'd think I'd know when it's too quiet...