It's getting colder out and almost all the ac units have been pulled from the window sills. The closet where I keep most of my ragged pea coats and jogging pants has been rummaged through for all winters best. I have this warm craving to lye in bed during the days and read nothing but Carson McCullers. To have someone tell me something true about love and remind me of why I need it time and time again is well worth a second and third read.
I don't like winter much - i'm a summer child. No clothes on, warm grass, sun. These days I day dream of being in a scolding hot bath boiling like a lobster splashing warm water over my beard and neck.
2 Kings 2:17-22
I may be feeling the Lord call me deep under his wing right now. I've given him room to work in me and I know he is taking full advantage of that. Praise God that I am not alone through Christ.
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