Good Friday

It's been a tough week for Tim. He's been running himself ragged--very busy with drywall and still doing tax stuff every day. He's come down with a bad cold now and can barely speak, but still he drags himself to work.

Yesterday I had a meeting at work--but only had to go in for one hour. One of our team members (our IT guy) was out sick. He's been working round the clock trying to migrate our data base over to the new system.

His wife stopped in to pick up some stuff for him.

"This morning he said he thought he was going to die," she commented. "But I think it's just exhaustion."

The same is probably true of Tim. I tried to get some extra zzzs in for him today, but I don't think it helped him. I'm trying to get motivated around here, but have been feeling kinda blah. Don't know if it's blood sugar, hormones, or what.

I did an insulin check and had some lunch, so I think that helped.

In our "blah-ness," it's good to reflect that Jesus took on our sin on this day 2000 years ago. It was more than just blah-ness. As I struggle with a variety of things, I know that Jesus understands everything. He's been through much worse.

And we have Easter to look forward to.

After Friday comes Sunday. After darkness, light.After death, resurrection.

As Tony Campolo would say, "It's Friday, but Sunday's comin'."

I hope in all your Fridays you can see the light of Sunday. In this life, we look at heaven like the back of a tapestry, with all the loose threads and no seeming pattern.

When we see Jesus, he will show us the right side of the tapestry and every thread will be in place.

Today, Friday, I'll try not to worry too much about all the loose threads and needle pokes in my life. Jesus is the Great Weaver, the One holding my hand--the one holding the Great Loom. Can't wait to see the picture he wants to show me one day.

Till next time,


Suzi