I set intentions for myself at the beginning of this day and I have honored them.
I intended to finish reading the thoroughly taxing first portion of Bonhoeffer’s Act and Being and to finish my notetaking and then to review all my notes before class this afternoon. Check.
I intended to gather sources for the final paper for my Bonhoeffer class. Check.
I intended to take a lunch break. Check.
I intended to pray for a dear friend as much as possible. Check.
I intended to wash dishes. Check.
I intended to do a full yoga routine. Check.
I intended to reply to several backlogged e-mails. Check.
I intended to blog. Check.
I have written so many blog posts in my head the past few weeks. I don’t know if any of them will make it to the screen, but… at least… today… I’m giving thanks at the end of this day for intentions set and honored. That is something…
I meet tomorrow with my advisor to work out a plan for next semester, and really for the years to come. I’m much more at peace with the studying from home option and am reveling in the generosity of this program and this season in our lives.
I am struck, right now, by how blessed this year has been for us personally and how… fucked, (I’m sorry, it is the only word that feels strong enough) so much is globally… we’ve felt it locally with a gas shortage, stories to tell my friends, stories to tell. But… lots and lots and lots of people are on my heart. Oh that the blessings we’re experiencing would flow far and wide. That is my deepest prayer this night. My intention… oh that I could say “check” to that.