So, things might not be working out as I had planned. You know, that's actually okay. I mean, let's be honest, the Almighty's not going to exactly reach down and ask my permission, so my opinion of it doesn't really hold any sway. I guess what I'm saying is that I'm finding it a bit easier these days to rest in God's providence. I don't know why that sounds so comforting or profound--it really shouldn't, nothing's really changed. Except, perhaps, me. I hope it's permanent, I've not been happy with the angry version of Self 1.0 (actually, I guess it's Self + 2.0, if you get my drift).
Anyway, today begins a new adventure. Raise the sails.
