As of 43 minutes ago, it's been confirmed that I am indeed speaking in chapel tomorrow. I desperately want to cancel all meetings and obligations for the rest of the afternoon to seek the quiet of my apartment to just Be. Think. Pray. Write. Listen.
Instead, I blog from my office desk in an attempt to sort out my thoughts.
The physical response of my body is hard to ignore: my mind races, my heart beats a little faster, and my stomach feels like it's training for the Olympic trials for gymnastics.
How do I even begin to decipher/discern what to share with these students... many of who don't even want to be at chapel in the first place?!
There is a lot on my heart and mind and I don't have words for any of it.