Today has been mellow. The rain is dripping from the gutters, Eliza is watching Curious George, and my pot of Orange-Spice herbal tea is gently steeping in a press pot to my left. It smells really good.
Today I'm going to write another article for Cancer Copay Relief. I've been put in charge of writing, and organizing a press packet to introduce the world to our non-profit. We're gearing up for a big push starting as soon as our donations site is revamped. We made the auspicious goal of raising a million dollars in 2010. I figure we've got to start somewhere, and if you don't start high, you'll never stretch past where you didn't think you could achieve. Do I have a million dollar campaign inside me? I sure hope so. Is that fair? Hope? It's what I'm grasping full-force at this point.
So that's what I'm doing. Grasping hope with full vigor, lacing my boots, setting my tent toward Zion, and calmly entering the world of public relations with the knowledge that God is good, and people too; that the path I trod has been set before me by His grace. God knows we wouldn't have seen the blatant success we have seen without His help.