As information comes trickling through email about friends, for that's what they became, who did and did not get selected, it's finally beginning to settle in that the future, whilst now a little more mapped out, is sure to bring some real adventures.
I'm just writing the intercessions for tomorrow about how much we need to pray, as much as we need food and air and sleep. There will be a drama to make these points. This song came to mind:
It's so good that we have a God who never tires of listening to our voices.