Blessed peace.

Some mornings when I get off work I head straight to church. This morning I did just that and spent some time with God. I attend a rocking church with tons of people on Sundays and love all of them. But other days, I just need a little time alone with The Son of Man.

The Saint Paul Cathedral is truly God’s house. It’s quiet, smells like a church and has that majestic feel that lets you know God is hanging around. I’m not Catholic anymore, but that time in Holy Mass is special.

This morning it was cool in the church and after a rough night (week) at work it was truly a blessing to just sit and pray. It only takes me about five minutes in that pew to let the weight of the world slip off my shoulders and start to drift off to sleep. He lifts that burden and carries it for me as he has for all time. I leave so refreshed and relaxed that it is truly a miracle.

All the regulars were there and it struck me once again how we are all made in His image. There were nuns who were maybe 4’10” tall, a man and his wife, along with 5 kids. He was at least 6’6″. A couple of black folks, a couple of Asian folks, a couple of Hispanic folks, and, as is usually the case in Minnesota, a bunch of white folks. The ages ranged from 5 to 85 unless I miss my guess. Some were wearing athletic gear and some came in a van for the handicapped.

But we were all His children.

I savor that time with God. I love him and he loves me.

That’s my enormous wisdom for the day.

Great…Now I’m crying.

Just watch it. It makes me proud to be an American. It’s awfully easy to forget that my countrymen can be so wonderful when I’m exposed to the liberal media every day.

Just another manic Monday. (Sorry, Bangles)

Last week was pretty intense. Monday finished book. Tuesday sent book off to prospective agent.  Tuesday evening began prequel to the book I just finished. Wednesday got call that an entry I had in the ACFW Genesis Contest for another book had made it to the Semi Final level. Friday email from prospective agent with encouraging words. Saturday signed up for ACFW conference in Dallas, Tx.

Friday, Saturday, Sunday, and Monday had a Migraine.

Saturday went to see Casting Crowns, Matthew West, Royal Tailor, Lindsay McCall and had a wonderful time reuniting with friends who had been on our mission trip and who work at KTIS radio.

Sunday attended another wonderful (I think, mainly I just remember the migraine) service at Shiloh Missionary Baptist Church. Had a nice lunch afterward at Key’s Cafe in Woodbury and then strolled around the LifeWay store nextdoor. I was picking out rack space for when I’m a published author. I figure I’ll be next to Brandilyn Collins. I’ve met her and like her. Nice place to be on the shelves unless someone with a com-cot last name comes between us. (Wishful thinking picking rack space, but I’m an optimist and this all feels very right and blessed as of last week.)

Today?  Replaced leaking shower temperature control unit/valve without major mishap. Started Spring cleaning of house. Will write tonight and then go to work.

Tomorrow?  God will make that all work out. For right now I’m going to go sit on the couch with my beloved wife and have some quality time.

Lest I forget, I really appreciate all of you who drop by here to take a minute. The readership has gone up 1000 fold in the last 8 months. From me to about 1000 people a week. Either a lot of you have not much to do, or I’m blessed with some loyal people who enjoy the bon-mots from time to time.

Oh, one final thing: go buy a copy of John Otte’s novel, FAILSTATE. Truly enjoyable. John says it’s for young adults. It is for anyone who likes science fiction and has ever been a young adult. I pray it does well, he deserves the success with this book. It was a great read.