I'm in the middle of midterm studies, but finding just about anything as a rightful distraction. Like writing you to say "hi."

In all sincerity, I hope your semester is moving along well and that you're enjoying some element of breathing today. It wasn't a mistake that you were woken-up. There is a reason you're alive. I know it doesn't feel like it when you're spinning your wheels for biology exams, or sifting through messy relationships, but if we could just step back for a few minutes, and remember that there's a much grander Story going on, I think we'd all be better off.

Jesus has surprised me lately in his humanity. In his personhood. Reading through his journals on earth, the amount of struggle, fear, frustration, pain, joy, unsurity, unclarity, desire, fatige and passion he endured are comforting to my self, who's often so scattered across the map that she couldn't explain where she's coming from, or going.

As much as life doesn't make sense, I'm wondering this morning if we could realize Jesus would agree? If not--if we can't know that our God agrees, validates and has full understanding of our plight, than I say we mine as well find another God. But if He does--if He can lend empathy to our journey on this side of heaven, than it might do us well to invest in that conversation.

Lord, help us come to You. Help us be with You in today's fight--its victories and defeats alike.

We love You.