Maybe I'm amazed...

The summer feels like it's over. Probably because I stare at my calender and I see no gaps. The family calender on the table just says "SHOW" so God knows where I'll be, or if my family will know. Hah.

Maybe the better thing to say is my summer at home is over. Most of that time has been spent working on the house where our contractor quit (bastard), or driving to the studio in Nashville to create at breakneck speeds. The pace and feel of life right now is tough. I feel like I'm always teetering on the brink of a freak out or a shut down. I need to find the freedom to ask for what I need right now. Actually, I need to find out what I need. Hah. Good.

The world is alive to me right now...all things considered, that's good. I've chosen to be alive in it. The circumstances outside of work are not good. The work is good, but the hours are crazy. The schedule is impossible, and I await the other shoe to drop. We soldier on, right? Good.

I remember as a kid feeling like everyday had a mystery and a wonder all its own. Especially during the summer. I think I can have that now, too. It just feels buried underneath. In spite of evidence to the contrary, today and always I am a restored son of the sovereign Lord. Good.