it's a little later in the week than usual for this post: i have been settling into my new town and digs and surroundings. being back in bellingham has been quite wonderful, with long coffee sippings with friends i hadn't seen for a year, and with the mysts of mystery every morning draping the bay and mountains.
it has also been a time of experiencing in a very wonderful way the gospel for the sunday. when i arrived i had no idea where i would live or how i would pay for my food or any of the things that make life easy. but i was not worried. i knew that our father knew what i needed, and would provide. and he did. i walked into the living room of a friend who works with recovering addicts who would otherwise be homeless people, providing lodging and food while they get back on their feet. "would i go to work?" yes. and she had a tiny loft apartment over the garage, with a little deck hanging over squalicum creek. sunday morning my shoes fell apart. in the corner, a little spider-webby, was a pair my size, abandoned. thanks be to god.
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