How odd to think that only a few hours ago I was eating a nice Sunday dessert with a group of guys conversing with Doug Wilson, 300 miles away. Okay, they were conversing. Believe it or not, I couldn't think of anything to say that didn't begin with, "I'm engaged, and I was wondering about..." Yeah, I've got tunnel vision. Go ahead, make fun. I'll be laughing along.
I had a great weekend at the Cornerstone Annual Theological Conference and Ball. But it was missing something. Like a great big feast without any salt. It may be good, but the whole time you know it could be better. It was like knowing a joke and not being able to share it. It was like being engaged and having to dance with other girls. It was very like being 300 miles away from your betrothed. But I did have a good time learning and fellowshipping with beloved bretheren.
And while I went around having all this fun and lamenting, my faithful bride-to-be stayed home and worked hard, as she has been working hard all along. She is faithful, and she brings me joy.
