Room with a view
On a good day, my life doesn't make sense. On a GOOD day. I'm not so sure what kind of day today is going to be, but I know there's direction. One of the things I'm looking for these days from Jesus is some clarity about where we're headed and I think I may have gotten that this morning, from, of all places, a conglomeration of posts I shared on Facebook. My ex, Wendi, explained to me once after I posted some stuff on her Facebook page, that it was like her virtual front yard, where friends walked by and waved. That made a lot of sense to me and I took down what I said. That was years ago, by the way. But the analogy stuck with me. It's why I only have people I know as friends (with one exception). I like that we can walk by each others' front yards, and sometimes stop and say hi. On days when it seems I'm oversharing pictures and memes that have a Jesus theme, there's usually a reason for it, and often it's that they're tellin...