I am praying for the Spirit to scrap off the barnacles that have attached themselves to the undercarriage of my soul and have stolen my joy, my peace, and my love. I know I am the luckiest guy around to be working up here with these people, getting ready for a winter storm that is suppose to dump up 1 to 2 feet of snow, a great family and wife, friends who call and are concern, and a home that is more than adequate.
I want to remember the redemptive gift of relationship God gave me in 1974. May that be fresh again.
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