I'm house sitting at this great place on the lake.  Right now the snow is moving across it and the water is green and choppy and wonderful.  I'm laying in bed watching and it makes some part of me homesick.

Some days I am so ready for glory.

I am back in Sandpoint and it feels like peace.  I have decided that this is a nice place to come back to and that it is important to leave these kinds of places, that way they don't lose their magic.  I wrote about it a lot for my classes and I think they all fell in love with the strange, strong people, the simple answers, the walking part of life. 

They also eyed my dresses and heels and asked me if I really loved it as much as I said, really, you enjoyed all of those sorts of things?  And I assured them I did.  I might not have fit, but it felt good to not fit, good to rub a bit against life and to laugh at myself.

This morning I got up early because I have been absent lately, I did not do well balancing school and Him and part of me is dying for His truth.  I have had His words for twenty-five years and it is still not enough, I am still just beginning it all. 

A friend asked me about Him, about why in the world I want to be about Him when there are so many other things to be about and my mind went wild with words.  But all I could say, over and over and over was this: Because He is love, He died of love for me and when I am about Him I can feel it, I can feel God's pleasure.  That is what keeps me.

That is what some part of me, some old part that will last forever, is longing for.  I was made for Him.  How can I not be about Him?

And He is the only good and great thing about me.  He is my wild joy, my fierce peace, my deep strength.  Life is simply no good without Him.

This morning I read John's words about Love, about our love being complete when we are in Him and on the inside I felt so glad.  Again and again, he uses the word love, it's as if he's trying to describe this God to us and all he can come back to is Love.  Love, God is love.  So be about love, live love, in actions and in word and in suffering.  Be love.

And then I read Pauls words and my spirit stirred. 

Grace to all who love our Lord Jesus Christ with an undying love.