it's 6 a.m.
i'm at a coffee shop by jan and tom's
new day. new possibilities.
fresh hope. promises of sunrises.
how could we go on without these?!
pray for jan.
she's very discouraged.
is anyone the same after cancer?
even when you are in remission?
fly to washington d.c. next week for
chuck colson's memorial service.
we live...and then, at God's destined moment,
cross over to eternity.
i hope my life has counted in some way like
chuck's did on me.
the sky is clear.
the sun is up.
people are passing
on the sidewalk in front of this window.
life starts early every day. when i ran ten
miles a day, i left at 5:30 a.m. for my ten-mile
run, and was bathed and in my office before
half the world was even awake. i liked that.
but i'm really not an early-morning person.
today, i pray you will feel the breeze on your face.
that you will see God every where you look.
that His peace will fill you. every crack and crevice
of your souls. that you will smile easily at all who pass
your way. that absolutely NO one will look into your faces
and not see the love of God.
find joy. in little things.
like a child skipping by. back-pack in tow.
innocence in every smile.
don't think anyone is below or above you.
you are exactly where God has you, and He
NEVER values one of us more than another.
and know i truly love you.
some, sight unseen. i love you because
you are. and, like me, imperfect every day,
but knowing Christ's vast love covers it all.
take my hand, and never forget that we are
all running this glorious, hard Race together.
and that's how we make it. each helping the
other. i love you all. look for the miracles.
they are coming!!!