i've been in a bit of a funk lately. kellie has been out of town, bi-vocational ministry is working out about as beautifully as the crack in my ass and although work hasn't devolved into a joshua ferris novel, i've had better months.
when i picked preston up from a friend's house late last night she told me that preston had not eaten well at lunch. i quickly quipped: "i doubt he'll starve" and she parried, "at least not in this country."
at least not in this country.
although her comment did not break my malaise, i have been thinking about it ever since. relative safety, abundant resources, true friends, solid family, meaningful work, divine reconciliation, a relatively drama-free community. since God has supplied more than i need for mission, i best not spend too many more days moping.
