I’m a weak reed, especially when things go well! I believe in the notion of “let go and let God” but always seem to prefer doing things myself (as if I really did). But I have never quite been able to let it go at that. Something seems to keep me in God’s orbit, even though, like the planets, at times I’m far away. But sometimes I get closer. I think St. Stephen’s is a holy place, and pretty often feel His presence there. And I keep trying to get closer to my notion of what God wants me to be, though I always fall short. What keeps me coming back? Could it be God?