(Disclaimer: rare confessional blog entry coming up)
Monday, at about 17:22, some waiting room…
Virtual audio streaming going on in my head:
“So do not fear, for I am with you. Do not be dismayed, for I will uphold you with my righteous right hand”
It’s a fact. When I reach my personal end of the world, I start praying. Deep down I am a Christian. I can’t help but pray. I find comfort and courage in beautiful, century-old poetry snippets.
There are so many situations we cannot control. Where we depend on other people and other people’s judgement.
Note to myself: Learn the unforced rhythms of grace.
BTW, this post was inspired by fresh air.