I cried and cried

My family loves me so much. For Christmas I got some financial assistance from Dad and Carol, and that enabled me to keep gas in my car, food in my belly and to be able to purchase and prepare Christmas lunch for my colleagues at school. Amy and Laslo gave me Seinfeld Season 7 and a new, warm and toasty electric blanket. From mom I asked for and received a very special video, called The Keith Green Story: Your Love Broke Through. As I watched it last night, I was completely broken by the wonderful, beautiful story of this man, Keith, and his search for truth and meaning, and the love of God which shined so very brightly through his words, lyrics, music and message. I often listen to his music at work before the day starts as I get things ready for class, and never get tired of hearing it.


I guess part of it is that when I was young, I was going through the same thing that he was, only 10 years later. Keith died at the age of 28, yet God accomplished so much through him. It humbles me, because here I am, 44 years old, still taking baby steps in my Christian faith; praying, talking with God, not being terribly serious with my devotions and basically frittering away my life.

I pray at least once each day and sometimes several times, "God, let me love. Thank you for my beautiful life." I think prayer is under rated, but perhaps that is just a way of justifying myself for not being more committed to my heavenly Father. I need to get off the bench and back into the game, so that somehow, perhaps in some small way, I might make a difference.