OK, this is what MY blog looks like at 11:58 pm. Maybe you have enough sense to have already blogged and gone to bed at a respectable hour.

I had a completely lazy day today. I can’t think of one constructive thing I did today other than watch 4 episodes of season 2 of Covert Affairs.

But after all, this is a holiday weekend. You’re not supposed to to work on a holiday weekend. It’s in Leviticus somewhere.

I’ll be the first to admit that I am not the most spiritual or religious person who ever lived. I am not the wisest or most disciplined.

I am a beggar who has found Living Bread. I am a ragamuffin who found Treasure in a hidden field worth more than all that I own.

I am a saved sinner. once lost, now found. Once dead, now alive. Once far off, now near.

I don’t always look like it or act like it. But I am.

I’ve failed to tell my story many times, but that doesn’t make the story any less real or any less mine.

It’s 12:04 on a Sunday. In a few hours I will be gathered with fellow believers to celebrate what God has done and is doing in the world. How the rightful King has landed and invited us in a campaign of sabotage against the present enemy (to paraphrase C.S. Lewis a bit).

Sometimes I feel that even my own praise and thanksgiving is a gift, God’s own words sung back to Him. I can’t disagree.

Everything’s a gift. Even the faith I have is a gift. Every breath is a gift and every second I have is a gift.

So what will I do with this gift? What will you do with this gift?

Even if you just show up, that’s 90% of the battle. So I invite you to show up and be ready and expecting God to do something incredible today.

I know He will.