As so often happens, I feel like I have many words stored up in me waiting to spill out…yet now that my fingers touch the keyboard ever so softly, I draw back. I don’t think words on the page can quite describe my thoughts this night. So maybe I will just sit back and rest in that wondrous peace of God. I sit on the couch here in the lounge right now, the music of Les Mis spilling out and swirling about me, the smell of my meatballs floating through the air. Tonight, a delicious dinner of spaghetti and meatballs awaits! YES. I called home earlier to get the meatballs recipe and got to talk to both Dad and Mom for a while as I browsed the aisles at Sainsbury’s – oh how I love them!

Now is it time to put down this computer? Surely it is.

Be valiant in the glorious strength of the Lord, my friends! May we seek our Lord as a lion stalks its prey – may we draw close to Jesus and look upward into heaven as we long to see Him standing at the right hand of God and may we find our purest joy in knowing Him. Always.

And truly, what pitiful words are mine! Oh that my fingers could express the true song of my heart.