word play

the boy heard me talking about work and how lucky my operation was to find some good eggs among their local hires.

he asked if we were higher than everyone else. i paused a moment before realizing i needed to explain the homonyms "higher" and "hire."

he's a thinker, this one. 

clocking in

it's the end of the month. it's the end of the week. it's the end of the day. 

the days flew by as i busted grapes pretty much from the moment i started my computer 'til quitting time rolled around. 

being on a support staff isn't glamorous or high profile, but it's necessary to an operation. i can appreciate that. 

it's an honor to be entrusted to do it well; i'm grateful for the opportunity. 

madness

#WVU practice just wrapped up in San Jose. Next time the Mountaineers are in this arena, it will be to play Gonzaga in the #SWEET16 pic.twitter.com/rmlSyaVa8t

— Geoff Coyle (@GFCoyle) March 22, 2017

can't remember the last time i was so eager to see how a matchup would play out: agile big men vs suffocating defense. i'm kinda pumped and illogically optimistic. i just say: let's go 🏀

lent

movie tie-in donuts

there were three boxes of donuts and a goodbye cake at work today. giving up sweets is hard; i don't think i've kvetched this much about lent in years, if ever.

ash wednesday

first ashes

"return to me with your whole heart"

"now is a very acceptable time"

good readings for today. part of what i hope is something of a trend to return to my meditations. 

pretty sure i saw a social media post suggesting that awakenings in the middle of the night are calls from the Lord for prayer. 

maybe what i've been calling insomnia these past few years have been insistent nudgings to sit up with him for a while. 

welp ... here i am, Lord.