“Good name in man and woman, dear my lord,
Is the immediate jewel of their souls:
Who steals my purse steals trash; ’tis something, nothing;
‘Twas mine, ’tis his, and has been slave to thousands;
But he that filches from me my good name
Robs me of that which not enriches him
And makes me poor indeed.”
Ah, how life twists and turns and forces us to cling tighter to Christ! Some very interesting upheavals this week leave Jess and I standing here quite in need of faith; but God is good. We prayed for an answer to something difficult in our lives and we got an answer immediately, only it wasn’t quite the answer I was looking for. So now we have a new difficulty with another amazing way God can answer. I’ll fill you all in on it a bit later, when the storm calms down a bit.
Which reminds me… I had a strange dream about Jess and I holding each other in the middle of this raging storm, where you could hear the buzzing of the lightning it was so close and planes were falling from the sky and boats were being blown ashore. As I recall she lost a flip flop and I ran back to get it. Alex DiCarlo was there and he was painting the word ‘Ghent’ on a monument in rainbow colors. Strange.
Alright. Don’t visit my site tonight, please. Save it for tomorrow. I’m transferring everying–plasticmind.com, the Blog, the Forums, the Photoblog and Chaplain Fisher–over to my new PlasticMind Hosting server; so things may be down when you visit. But they will be up soon. Then you can get back to enjoying this site way more than you should.
