It's tomorrow. I'm a third excited, a third nervous, a third sad. Excited because God's message is going to touch people yet again, nervous in case I forget to take a breath between my lines and sad because this means it's going to be over by Saturday.
I am so proud of it though. I'm so proud of all those people who have made big and small sacrifices to make it happen. This is what being a family is all about, and I'm proud to be part of this one.
For some strange reason, I have been feeling contemplative lately. Maybe it's a sign of maturity, but I think it's more about people around me, especially those close to my heart. Two of them struggling with their walk with God, one of them leaving, one of them stressed and a few others, just... broken. I wish I could buy an island and keep all of them there and make them happy.
Time for that drink of honey, the celebrated remedy for a strained voice :)
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