Saturday, September 12, 2009

Saturday Morning...Waiting to See What Comes

It wasn't the most peaceful of nights. But, given the slighly surprising circumstances, the challenges and the unexpected news received not long before bed, that was almost to be expected. What was beautiful is that it wasn't nearly as unsettled, as restless as it has usually been. Letting me wake with the thought that perhaps strength and healing really are growing within me.

And that thought is kind of a lovely one to wake to.

My weekends have been full for a while now. After five or six unexpected encounters with Jesus, you kind of start approaching the weekends wondering what's coming. Where Jesus is going to show up, what healing he'll bring in the midst of that.