Most people would describe me, based upon general observations, as serious (but happy), self-assured, somewhat quiet, and focused. If they know me slightly beyond that, they know that I enjoy singing, reading, and studying, and they trust me with their children. If they know me really well, they’re aware of more specifics–I change my mind every ten minutes about what I want to do with my life; I love words, languages, and weeding the garden, and I’m simultaneously non-emotional toward and deeply attached to things and people that I love.

Recently a friend asked me what three words I would want people to use to describe me when I die.

I thought for a few minutes, and then answered, “Joyful, compassionate, and generous.”

My trust is in Christ for my salvation, and if I claim that the joy of the Lord is my strength, I want that to be evident to all who hear of, observe, or interact with me. I fear apathy–I want to care passionately and deeply, particularly for the eternal aspects of life–the Word of God and the souls of men. I don’t want to cling to the things of this world with a tight fist, I want to be open and ready to give every bit of everything that I’m tempted to call my own, for the sake of the Gospel.

So this is my story–or slivers of it–written mostly for my own amusement as I think through my circumstances. Humorous and serious, pleasant and occasionally headache-inducing, but always working together for my sanctification and my good, and ultimately for the glory of God.

Now, start here.

Trust in the LORD and do good; dwell in the land and cultivate faithfulness. Delight yourself in the LORD, and He will give you the desires of your heart. (Psalm 37:3-4)

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