I’m getting quite sick of a few things here at work, most of which I won’t burden the public or semi-public with. But I will say this: I’m quite sick of my sisters acting like their jobs are either part time or whatever time they feel like it. Not so much Lisa, who you can pretty much count on (unless she’s planning a wedding or something), but the other sisters who work here: they just come and go as their schedules permit and of course stuff doesn’t get done. So some tools didn’t go to Quebec last night like we promised - but I got to do violin lessons! And of course the one time I didn’t come in I got reamed out for it, even though I was caught in Ancaster in the snow and then wanted to go to Toronto with my then-girlfriend. Yeah, that’s a bit frustrating.

But don’t let me gripe you to death; Douglas Wilson (when he’s not fighting off the Moscow Diversity Suppression Committee) writes some great stuff. The following is no different:

One of God’s great patterns is that of taking apart, and then restoring fully. The restoration, the resurrection, is fuller, deeper, and richer than the original unity ever was. But before God tears, we consistently tend to panic, afraid that this time He will not be able to put anything back together. But He always does.

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