Have been knocked flat on my back by a nasty flu. It was like getting hit by a bus - there was absolutely no warning. I had breakfast with a friend and two hours after he dropped me at work I was kneeling at the porcelain altar. It was inevitable, I suppose - I spend an hour each night in a room full of homeless and poor folks, shaking hands, talking, clearing tables. There's not enough hand sanitizer in the world to protect me.

We have no guarantees, you and I. There is no certainty that tomorrow will come - that's a huge assumption on our part. We've got to live like today matters - because it does. Quite possibly, it matters more than we will ever know. Jesus chose us to be the life he leads here on earth, and today is the only day we have.

Enough. I'm going back to bed.