My goodness it is May. What a time this has been.

I remember where I was when Kennedy was shot and where I was when the twin towers were hit. Now with this long, sequestered period of time, I know I will have another notch on my memory belt.

It has been strange. But we have also seen the ingenuity and originality of mankind. Rarely are we so unceremoniously separated from the familiar – i.e. quickly jerked out of one type of life and locked into another. But we are seeing the bright beauty of mankind’s struggle upward – even when dropped into the bottom of a pit. It may have been destabilizing, but there is also great beauty to these days.

We have welcomed back silence into our lives. We actually stopped whipping our futures like racehorses driven to win some hypothetical race. We have instead, returned to a few basic questions we may have asked ourselves in our young adult years: “Who am I; what am I doing; what am I meant to do?” (in the Lord of course).

It is like I need to touch firm ground again to give myself some sort of solid floor from which to push off into the next phase of my life. I suppose the optimal word would be that we have “re-evaluated” our lives.

No matter how hard these days may have been, they also have been pretty wonderful haven’t they?

I have spent these days “hanging out” with God.

Oh, I have moved forward on the book and continued the spiritual chronicle of God’s invisible foundation for Prayer Mountain and prayed for you and yours. Those of you who write to us, we feel as though we are part of your families. We ask one another about your well-being, as though you were our human mothers and fathers – but we pray for you like our dearest brothers and sisters – crying out to our Heavenly Father to give you everything that will make your life and your joy full.

Although we do not see you, we love you because we are all one in Him.

Thank you for remembering us in these difficult times. Believe me, you are remembered before our God daily.