Monday, May 28, 2018

anchor.

I received the sincerest apology letter this weekend from someone I give counsel to. I wouldn’t have, otherwise, anticipated the details expressed in the letter. And yet, I do feel repair. Something healed ... maybe just a tiny scratch of insecurity in me.

The burden that was revealed, brought wounds into the light. 

It doesn’t matter that the apology was unnecessary - it healed. I, recently, set out to do something undone, to start something new, and I left a myriad of questions and doubts behind.

We’re all dealing with life, and we’re all in this together.

I say it to my boys like this, “Meanwhile, back in the bat cave.” Meaning: what someone is putting out there - temperament, mood, aggression - might not have anything to do with you.

What’s going on in the bat cave?

We’re all dealing with things.

The person you applaud and the people around you - it’s all of us. It’s a pretty significant thought. I can take a spiritual turn here, but so can you. ...

We all need a Savior.

We all need an anchor.

Jesus.