In the midst of a day-long meeting, a swollen sinus system, and an office that is rivaling Fibber McGee's closet, my thoughts were drawn to something more. Something beyond myself and my mess and my life.
I've floundered about in my busyness and my vagabondage. I haven't Sabbathed in a fully restful way in weeks. I'm exhausted. Insomnia seems to be a regular guest star of my nighttime experience. And though those are physical things, there's something more at work. Something beyond myself and my mess and my life.
I'm finding my way to something more.
I have a sneaking suspicion Something More has been here all along.