We had a full slate last weekend, with a whopping six social engagements over two days, plus dinner out with a friend on Tuesday. And even though that's tiring to my introverted soul on one level (I only spoke with barlow_girl and a barista Monday!), each had a different kind of goodness that makes me glad to have our life, our church, and our relationships here.
Sometimes I feel a bit like the protagonist from Memento, needing to leave notes and messages to myself to remind me who I am when I forget. That's a lot of what keeping this journal is about. And as a Christian, I know that's also what the Holy Spirit does through Scripture—a "means of grace," in theological verbiage. I avail myself too little, I'm afraid.