Nicole

Why I love Marshall Field’s:
We sell Waterford crystal baseballs commemorating the White Sox

And I get an hour’s pay for sitting through a stupid meeting. :)

I have had the most amazing week. When I get time I will write about it.

Don’t. Stop. Believing. ;)

(on dialup, typing fast.)

But Daniel, as soon as he knew that the writing had been signed, entered into his house, and, the windows in his roof chamber being open for him toward Jerusalem, even three times in a day he was kneeling on his knees and praying and offering praise before his God, as he had been regularly doing prior to this. –Daniel 6:10

It’s heart-wrenching, when you think about it. There he was stuck in Babylon, everyone else had been able to go home to Jerusalem 2 years before, after 70 years in exile, and Daniel had to stay in Babylon, even though it was Daniel who paid attention to the passing of the appointed years in exile and supplicated God for return to the Promised Land on everyone’s behalf. He would never see the temple or the walls rebuilt. He spent almost all his life as a foreigner, an outsider, an exile, and that is how he would end life. But every day, he prayed with his windows open toward Jerusalem, as close as he could physically get in Babylon to the center of true worship on earth.

Maybe I relate to this because I feel a little stuck, a little limited in what I am able to do. But I guess the lesson from the aged prophet is to make the best of what you have, stay as close as you possibly can to the means of worship and divine education that are provided for you.

I am a ball of emotions lately. Today I was watching football with my parents and my dog, on this lovely autumn afternoon, and I thought how many times, how many autumns have there been that we’ve done this. Will there ever be another though?

I cried a little. I don’t think they noticed.