Do you ever have those moments where you’re beginning to open your heart up to the possibility that you might have been wrong, and God just decides to heal something because he wants to? The world is a crazy place.
In a way, its healing to admit you’ve been wrong. It sucks in the moment, but like splinters, there is a newer unity once it heals right. Setting bones to heal has got to be a difficult job.
It feels like God is gathering up the scraps of wrong to make a really awesome quilt with them. Woven. Totally I feel well knitted together.
Dang, and how great is it that if you’re listening, he’ll drop you a line of what to expect before it even happens? One of the best parts about following while listening is that you get one helluva heads up. Those can sometimes be hard to take, but steadfast love is steadfast love, and we need to enjoy it if we can.
Sitting near the cat windows in Anschutz library. The day started out rainy and cold. I’m watching the sun come out. The sky is shifting into blue and this entire room is spontaneously getting lighter. It’s nice to have the physical grace. It reminds me who I’m fighting for.