I'm writing this post from home, at my kitchen table.
I'm home, at my kitchen table because I was fired on Monday. And the reasons I was given were specious, and my replacement was already in the building, ready to be announced.
So, one day shy of the three month anniversary of my life's biggest tragedy, I've got a whole new one to ponder and explore.
God's promise is that he'll meet me here. So, come, Lord Jesus.