I had this great New Year’s post all set and ready to go about looking forward to ’09 and all the things I wanted to accomplish…
Seems ’08 had something to say about that. I spent most of New Year’s day feeling like a vice was clamped around my stomach, then spent ’09+2 hugging the porcelain train.
So, either ’08 is having separation anxiety, or ’09 is serving notice for what’s to come.
Romans 8:28, right? I’m holding on, Lord!
The Wading Pool 