Found this note I scribbled down in a church service in Feb. of 2004:

“You came and restored dignity to a shamed humanity. You honored … the lowly, the dis-graced of the world. You came and challenged the honor of the honorable and restored it to the poor, the broken, those who need and know they need.”

I think it sucks that I have moments when things are as clear as they must have been when I wrote that and then … things are like they are now. I’m not so clear headed or full of wonder. I think because I’ve been to full of myself lately.