Enriched Affections

I was hoping to post this morning after spending some time blogging last night. But I never got to blogging last night. Real life kicked in a bit. I'm sure you know what I mean. You plan to work out, get your gym bag all ready, and then you get sick that morning, or a child gets sick, or a work meeting goes late. I used to beat myself up a bit about missing those self-imposed deadlines. I'd feel terrible for missing a morning quiet time or not blogging when I meant to. But you know what I've learned? You probably already know this, but salvation doesn't lie in checking off everyday of McCheyne's "Read the Bible In A Year" calendar. It doesn't lie in posting on your blog and getting tons of hits. It doesn't lie in being a pastor or having the wife, 2.5 kids, and a dog. Salvation is found in the Lord alone. excuse me...be right back  ...    ...    ...    ... Sorry about that. You see, my basement is flooding. If you live down here in Chattano...

I watched A Dog's Purpose with my kids tonight. That wasn't wise. It's basically a story with the recurring theme of loneliness, and how awful it is, and how dog's can help. Maybe a dog can help, but this movie certainly didn't. It ripped off a scab I thought was covering a healing wound. Now I'm not so sure. Watching it made me miss my person. It made me miss my wife. It's been 443 days. I miss my wife. Has it really been more than a year since she died; since this stranger took over her body? I see her ghost everywhere. She's in the empty half of my too large bed. She gives me that look when I  leave my glass by the side of the sink rather than put it straight into the dishwasher. She tells me I'm not fat (while giving me her "you are crazy" look), and actually look decent, for a balding middle aged man. She laughs at me when I toss my socks in the hamper and somehow manage to land them in the 1 inch crack between the basket and the...