i'll be away this weekend with some women who will listen carefully, to others and themselves, in the hope that they may take another step towards the redemption that jesus is to us. this hope growns in me as i step forward into some of the darkest places in my own being... and perhaps the biggest surprise is that i'm experiencing my "salvation" now. you know those childhood images that stick with you? for me it was an idea of salvation, being saved, as the point after death when you are lucky enough not to be sent to the place of fire and heat. but something's not quite right when you have to wait until you die to know redemption. the process of knowing jesus right now is much more mysterious than i imagined it to be.