Day #260: Kameelputs, SA: Peace

Just woke from a long nap. The rain tapped on the tin roof all afternoon as the thunder echoed in the distance. I loved it! What perfect weather for laziness. I even dreamt in peace.

I have a very painful canker sore. It hurts like a bitch sincerely.

Talked to Dale last night and almost wish I hadn't. I want to chat with him tonight, to hear the rain above as our music, the ground below as our security. It'll have to wait until next week. Whatever they say about absence and a fond heart must be true. I adore my man!

I am concerned for my distraction from Jesus, that I think of Dale too much and Jesus takes the toll. He gets pushed into smalled cavities in my mind to make room for Dale when clearly it should be the other way around. I have faith that both Jesus and Dale can coexist, that I can have my cake and eat it, too, sort of speak, that God blesses me with Dale because He believes in my ability to have both close.

I have to make a speech for the community of Mammutla. I'm a bit nervous. Actually considering calling in sick or dead. I'm sure I'll do just fine. I have peace in my mind and Jesus in my heart.