This year has been a series of choices. Some made with much agonizing, and others that I seemingly slipped into without trying.
And as it goes, they led me along a path that brought me to a table of strangers playing dominoes on New Year’s Eve.
New Year’s Day brought a reminder of running the race, even as Alabama rains beat the church windows. The course that only God sets, and so the word calling came to me.
It kicks against my propensity to practical atheism, where I assume that life flows from my own determination to do.
2016, already seeming dusty, was hardly a natural progression of cause and effect. Instead I see my choices and decisions, all the planning and fretting….as merely God gently taking my hand.
And He says, come with me. it is the year 2017. and this is where I want you.