Pray. Pray. Pray. Pray. Pray.
The boom is coming. I’m almost home from work. Enjoying nice, hot chai tea and praying. Huge meeting in the afternoon tomorrow. Massive meeting. All I can do (and should) is pray. He’s getting ready to shock the world. He’s getting ready to blow my mind…
…and I’m terrified. Why? Because this story wasn’t supposed to happen. Per usual He’s beating the odds and it’s humbling.