So. My (Janel's) second term at the Y starts tomorrow. They tried to casually sign me up for another class, but I think one will do the trick for now. I feel somewhat conflicted about this after last term's confusing...what? I don't even know what to call it.
I'm somewhat ashamed to admit that I've found myself naturally praying less for it, my heart sore and disillusioned, my enthusiasm a bit soggy (last night, I remembered: Brothers, never be lacking in zeal...). I'd love your prayers for faith, and for God to do more than I can ask, think, or imagine--whether I see it or not--for His own sake.