It feels good to have another session of Everyday God written. It’s the last for the year and, since another will lead the group for a while, it’s my last for the next three months and maybe my last forever. And as good as it’s been, it will be okay, however it turns out.
I’ve finally got a good lead on the direction of my Christmas letter. So I pray the idea pans out. But I can’t begin this for a few days since I want to come at it fresh rather than tired and depleted. I need rest. And I know my tiredness has caused me not to deliver my personal best toward Everyday God. But like squeezing that last little bit out of a tube of toothpaste, it was all I had. It will be okay, however it turns out.
The temperature gauge continues to drop — it will be a below freezing 16 degrees tonight — and soon it will be time for me to fly south for a little while. I’m ready to read and visit with friends and take long walks on the beach and eat seafood. And gosh I hope it’s warmer down there. And I hope the sun is out and the skies are blue. But even if it rains and the skies are gray, it will be okay, however it turns out.