What comes...

I'm sitting here, sipping tea, and wondering what will come... what this day will bring... I feel particularly uncertain for a variety of reasons today... nothing large and spectacular, just dozens of small things converging to create a wondering, a slight dis-ease...

There were quiet moments of deep beauty last night. Much needed after a fit of panic spurred by changing plans and events. A meeting with Jesus, and a quieted, cleansed and restful heart.

This morning I'm reminding myself of those moments. Of how needed they were. Of the fact that, for an hour or two Jesus drew tangibly near, not in that "he's always with me" sort of way, but in that "he holds me intimately" kind of way.

So I'm sitting here, sipping tea and trying to rest in the peace gleaned in those moments. I'm waiting for what comes...