daniel and i went for a 10 mile run down the west side of manhattan. painful but so fun. thank God for a body that moves.
i am still a lil funky, but getting better. there is hope---- that my boss will change things, that daniel will get a job, that spring will come, that my body will heal, that God is indeed good and that things will be restored between me and him. i find myself wanting him more and getting frustrated with him less. it's a challenge to see him for who he is sometimes and it's easy to get caught up in the gunk of life... but he really is good. big. powerful. loving. gracious. GOD.
[submarine? bottle? in riverside park]
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