Lately, life has seemed somewhat dry and barren - frustration has set in, between the economy, the unrelenting Michael Jackson non-news coverage, and the endless strife in the Middle East. Plus, work has pretty much sucked, too, and that is where I spend most of my time. So, I have spent the last few days saying to friends, "Tell me some good news."
No one seems to have any.
And then tonight I saw a friend. Two months ago he was suffering - physically, emotionally, and spiritually as a result of his addiction to alcohol. I wasn't just worried about him, I was praying for his life.
Tonight he came by and gave me the good news I've been asking everyone else for. He is better. Immensely better. Better than he has been in years. All of a sudden, the work problems didn't matter any more, and the price of gas just wasn't important. He was lost, and now has been found. I am profoundly grateful. God is good.
Parting Shot: I took this in Puerto Rico on the cruise - a girl in the street with her bird. She clearly adored this animal.