Who Can Stay the Lord's Hand?

I find it amazing, though I probably shouldn't by now, how the Lord moves in very precise and coordinated ways. I awoke this morning with my parents' family on my mind, which is something that has been happening often lately. Quickly my thoughts about them turned into much stronger impressions—spiritual impressions. I've spent the morning pondering these feelings and impressions and trying to do my best to follow what it is the Spirit wants me to do. It's definitely not as easy as I used to think it was on the mission. Doing what Father wants and coordinating it with the agency of those it affects is a delicate process at times, but nevertheless an essential part of the learning.

The interesting part was when I called my mom to ask if I could meet up with her and my dad after lunch to talk. She informed me of some of the struggles going on in the household right now and it confirmed my impressions. That made me feel much more sure of my need to be supporting my family and move forward with the things I've felt.

I wish I had more time right now to go into what is on my mind, but there is still too much to do with sooooo little time. I'm just in awe at what happens when time and energy are spent caring about people and trying to do everything possible to make a difference in their lives. The plan really is about people.

Head First Into the Unknown

So, I've finally taken the plunge into the blogosphere. It took quite a lot of persuading for my wife to finally get me into Facebook, and now I've again followed her lead into the wonderful world of blogging. Funny how I'm the one that works at a web creative agency and she's a stay-at-home-mom... looks like we've gone about things in reverse!

I'm looking to update this with a real meaningful post soon and start diving into the kinds of topics that I'm most interested in. I am more than open to comments, and until the viewership of this blog grows (fingers crossed) I'll be stuck commenting on my own posts--which isn't that far off from me always talking to myself as it is! It's both sad and comforting to know that I have an audience in myself.

Here's to psychosis. Long live the blog!