My bad

A couple nights ago, I was in a pretty poor mood, and I took things out on my poor blog. If you happened to open it during the 45 minutes that piece of now-disposed writing was actually posted, I apologize--still battling the flesh over here.

I've been amazed watching the news the last few nights, looking at a real live wrecked city. Why is God allowing this now? What do the nations think? Is this America's come-uppance? Will they be sending us foreign aid anytime soon?

Sometimes, my job seems to have nothing to do with bringing Muslims to Christ. Like today, I had a couple conversations with a young man who's trying to pass his nursing exam. He spent part of the summer in North Africa, and he wants to go back and use his nursing degree there one day soon. But for now, he's battling his way through college one exam at a time, and he needs all the encouragement he can get. He just called to rejoice in the passing grade he received in an online exam. Woo-hoo!

Katherine and I are heading out now to drop off some items at the city's main post office, then we'll be eating Israeli food (first time for me) with a couple of newlyweds seeking to plant churches among the poor. Thanks for your patience in waiting for this new blog.