A Miraculous One

I've seen God change the lives, heart & characters of so many people, to include myself. Some I never thought were possible. Purely magnificent.

Goodnight world

I'm really tired. The good kind of tired, where at every moment my eyelids become thick and my neck finds the weight of my head a little more unbearable. Where dream world and reality threaten to collide.
It feels great. I've been tired for... a long time. But it's the sickly tired, the one where every ounce of energy seems to have leaked out, abandoning the need for permission. Where sleeping life away is ever so appealing because the exhaustion has been so invasive.
So tonight, I happily conclude the day.
Because I'm tired. Good tired.
All resulting from a night spent laughing a flood of endorphins into my system, along side a flood of tears down my cheeks. Good tears. Tears of silliness that could only exist so purely while amongst the community I love.

I think I did something right, tonight.
I love my friend!

Not some grand division.

Today my dad and uncle were watching a  reality show that was telling the stories of some young girls that had made some bad choices in their lives and were getting another chance at life.
To my uncle my dad explained that, "kids like that, they're missing hope. All they need is some hope; to know that there is something better for them."

I was somewhat astonished he understood and saw that.
He's becoming quite a someone.

Its like my parents have started up this "ministry" lately.
They've always expressed compassion to the needs of others throughout the years.
But lately I've noticed how much they are touched by the pains of the people around them.
How they give of themselves and their time and their resources to care for them.

I love that God works through anyone.

Today I went to a memorial service of a man who'd been married to his wife for sixty-five years.
She said, "I'm doing alright, but one of these days I think I might lose it."
How do you do it alone after all those years?

An Unexpected Conversation

"I know I've made a lot of mistakes, but I'm okay with it; I didn't know any better at the time."

That was a good outlook to hear.
Contentment, not deflection.
Grace, not self-loathing.