The trip to IN proved uneventful, though I've decided that my soul rebels against air travel. By necessity, it is so impersonal. Airports need to process a number of people quickly. Question: Is it worth it? I have decided that I would much rather travel quickly than not, and that my psyche has suffered no lasting damage over the years from airports, so far as I can discern. So I guess it is all right...
The first evening of the conference has been quite pleasant. The atmosphere is more relaxed than the week in the summer. I have enjoyed both meeting the people who went to the Cambridge week and saying hi to the other Princeton folks. I held at least three solidly good conversations already -
real ones, not polite ones. I feel so free; I'm just me, talking from my heart. I love it.
I skipped "hospitality," because I had to do a bit of writing, if I could. I managed 2.5 pages, which is at least something. It about finishes off the 1980s... I need another paragraph or two, but they will be simple. Meanwhile, it is time to go to sleep.
Need I say it? God is wonderful! It uplifts my heart to talk about what He means to me!