  I am alone. My wife and my daughter are spending the night with her grandparents, and they are catching a plane to Ohio to spend time with Jen's brother before he goes back to Iraq.
My wife and daughter fly home on Thursday. I don't like being alone. You get used to being around people, around the ones you love, that even for a few days any separation is not a joyous time. I don't know what it is, but I could have been nicer today before they left. Stress about our Senior Reception, sermon preparation, lack of sleep, one final day of decorating, and the tension of having to say goodbye all caught up with me, and for a little while this morning, the ugly side of Jason surfaced.
The side that has no patience, is rude, and selfish. If you're honest with yourself, I am sure all of us have these moments, moments when the monster surfaces. Thankfully, my wife loves me despite my failures, and foibles. Her selfless love for me echoes a love much deeper and more amazing than spousal love. "But God demonstrates His own love for us in this: while we were still sinners, Christ died for us" (Romans 5:8). I don't understand why God loves us, even at the moments of our worst failings, but the God I read about in the Bible is faithful, even when we are not. I may not always understand, but I don't have to understand the complexities and mystery of God's love to be thankful for what I do not deserve. Thank you Jesus! 
