See, for the past two months I've been jamming a metric F-ton of Orthodox theology, prayer rule, and general insight into the steaming lump of gravy I once called my brain. Not to mention diving head first into practice and prayer. And I wonder why I feel guilty.
Duh! I'm a sinner! We all are! And, at this point, I have a ravenous hunger for God, and His Divine Mercy and Grace. I get to thinking chrismation can never come soon enough. But that's the thing, no? I gotta work for it. More prayer, more listening, more study.
Oh, and the point I was getting to...
So I sent a text saying as much in far fewer words. He replied that his family would pray for me tonight.
That was more than I ever could have asked for.
Love in Christ, yo.
