How sweet it is

It is vain for you to rise up early, to sit up late, to eat the bread of sorrows: for so He giveth His beloved sleep.  Psalm 127:2

Please don’t tell this to my accreditation team.

What a marvel and delight the body of Christ is.  Really three days ago we didn’t know each other at all beyond a brief handshake and faint smile at a training or conference.  But now, after long hours of tangling with a complex protocol and wandering around a joyous campus with praise music pouring down from on high we have formed a brotherhood.  And mingled in amongst the indicators and artifacts and observations and cups of coffee and diet Pepsi and Cliff bars we shared the commonality of His story, of a great God at work in the lives of His children.

And maybe, just maybe, the early risings and late sittings and not so much of His beloved sleep was part of the experience that bound our hearts together and knocked down the walls of convention.  And I am so very grateful for the collective experiences and wisdom and vigor and passion that was shared.  Part of His purpose that will forever shape who I am.  

Thank you.