365 with the soapbox

Getting to hang out with the 3 K’s, with a bonus addition at lunch of transfarmer. Time to ease some of my theological quandries, and inspired to dream – which there has been too little of recently.

It was back in the car for an event we run for graduates, which organisationally (my fault) had fallen apart a little, I was having to step in and do it, I was tired and just wanted to go home, hoping no-one would show up. But God had other plans and surprised me, with 13 people who despite my ramblings on succcess and ambition, engaged, and found the night helpful. Another reminder of that strength in weakness thing. Most encouraging was one girl commenting how much she valued a space like this to discuss those faith and work issues, as she didnt have it anywhere else. That one comment restored my perspective and made it all so much more worthwhile than I had imagined, and refreshed my original vision of the event.