This morning would you meet me in a classroom full of your children, would you fill me to the brim with compassion to wear it on my chest always?  Would you saturate these walls with redemption? Marinate our hearts in your love till the salts of grace cling to our resurrected hearts in a manner only the author of life could orchestrate. May we truly know our relation to you as daughters and sons? Not just of a imperfect father and mother but of an unfailing true father who yearns for his children and bride to join him in joy, infinite joy.

I sit and wait for wisdom to come, what a sluggard am I? Why am I not out pursuing knowledge? Why am I not seeking to find it among the wilds of the word? For “whoever despises the word brings condemnation on himself, but he who reveres the commandment will be rewarded.” Why not walk with the wise? Why do I linger with the fools? “The ear that listens to life giving reproof will dwell among the wise. Whoever ignores instruction despises himself but the who listens to reproof gains intelligence. The fear of the Lord is instruction in wisdom, and humility comes before honor.“ – Proverbs 15: 31-33