Back home from the Wrestling Tournament, we’ve been gone since 6:30am. Physically, I am wore all the way out. Spiritually, I feel at peace and content with today and how the day has been addressed… there were, definitely, multiple occasions where I stood back and noted the gratitude that was due… and infinitely due, at that… There is a lot to be thankful for, but I guess the message of Christ is not what God is doing in our lives, but what He did do through His son… When I was in my mother’s womb, He knew me… (and before that, I’m sure) Even so, in His infinite knowledge, He sent His son to die for me on a cross… None of His love changes for me… when I’m ‘googling’ at women, or putting creation before the Creator… God, He still loves me unconditionally. ‘More of Him’ (time spent in His presence) is definitely the answer to all things. To seek Him as the air I breathe… much is easier said than done, but why, when I have nothing to do this evening; even if there was stuff ‘needing’ to be done….. what!? is more important/vital?