Cleaning out my office has been fun. I’ve found all kinds of ridiculous stuff. Flipping through old journals has made me think about the kind of stuff I would have blogged about ten, fifteen years ago. This is from somewhere in 1997:
I will worship my God on the mountain of his love in the light of his presence. God is my every thought of truth and of love. All I am or could ever hope to be I am because he has loved me. today I know again the longing to be his child. I know what it is like to be loved and I pray with a heart that is his forever that I may become love to his creation. God is love, he gives me peace, he shows me truth, he leads me to light, and he knows my heart. May he take it and help me. I desperately need him.
