It’s so gray today.
I’d love to say that the weather has no affect on my mood…that I’m above that - but, that wouldn’t be even close to the truth. I’m a wimp when it comes to the weather…like a candle in the wind.
Coming back from taking the boys to school, of course I noticed the clouds…they’re everywhere today. But, then I saw something in the middle of all the dark clouds that took my breath. Through a little section of the darkness, the sunrays were coming through…piercing the darkness. The light was streaming through like ribbons of hope. It reminded me that just because I can’t always see the sun, that doesn’t mean it’s not there…just beyond the clouds.
I needed that today…not for any specific reason - just because it’s cloudy. Just because I’m easily affected by the clouds.
But I was reminded that there are always whispers of hope and rays of promise…no matter how dark the clouds may seem.
Peace.
Today is a quiet day. That’s a good thing since I don’t have the energy for anything more. You know it’s bad when you take a nap at 9 o’clock in the morning. But, there’s a ton to do, in reality, so I had to get that in while I had the chance…
I thought about going to the yoga class at the Y, but I didn’t want my first time to be on a Monday…I know I’ll be much more flexible and yoga-ish on Wednesday…but, at least I did get in a nice, long, fast walk…
Now it’s just quiet. I really should go clean the kid’s bedrooms, wash A dog, and dust something…anything. Or maybe I’ll just go for another walk and blame my lack of house cleaning on my great desire to get in shape…it’s for the children!
I’m too tired to think of any more witty banter…
Namaste…or whatever.
“Hello, brother-from-another-mother!”
This is what we heard when we finally got to meet our new friends, Joseph and Sola (pronounced “Shola”). We already knew we had much in common ,and seemed to be “kindred spirits”…but we had no idea how truly and deeply we would identify with them…with their journey.
It was eerie, at times, and there were many moments during the evening when Byron could’ve finished Joseph’s sentence, and vice versa - the similarities were both comforting…and heartbreaking. The excitement for the vision God has burned in them was so much like our own…and the path they’ve walked to follow that vision, also like ours: so full of hope and promise, and so littered with loss and betrayal.
Sola is one cool chic. She’s a couple of years older than I am, but looks a decade younger…
I knew by looking into her eyes that we had an understanding…we’ve been traversing, in many ways, parallel paths - and now we can share our joys…and even compare scars if we feel like it. 
We had a blast. It was refreshing and comforting to be in the presence of fellow laborers that needed no explanation from us about our tendency to be “gun shy”…and, after 30 seconds, we knew we were safe. The rest was just like the carrot cake (with rum raisin sauce) that I had for dessert: Phenomenal!
Thanks, Joseph and Sola! This journey is so much more fun with friends like ya’ll to share it with. Blessings…
Peace.
So, here’s a little “Ethan Update”:
On the way to school, I asked him how his Bible reading was coming. He sighed and said, “Good. I’m on page 26…I’ll just be glad when I get finished!”
The sky was ah-mazing this morning…I couldn’t stop looking at it.
We were waiting at the drive-thru window at Starbucks, and I said, “Where’d my coffee go?” Byron said, “You haven’t gotten your coffee yet?” I said, “Really? I could’ve sworn I was just drinking my coffee a second ago!” He said, “Honey, I think that was yesterday!”
Maybe I should spend less time staring at the sky…
Where was I?
Oh yeah…Have a great Friday! Peace out.
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