I cannot recall exactly what I was writing. Notes for a sermon outline? Crafting worship service elements? A prayer litany? The ever-looming monthly newsletter article?
Whatever the musings, the spellcheck squiggles caught and highlighted my blunder. The typo was innocent enough. Trusth. Ummmm, okay. Was it trust or truth? Trust the process. The truth will set you free.
There’s an entire sermon in that happy accident. I’m sure of it. I’ll let you know when it shows up. 
For now, I’m pondering trust and truth. As my main mentor would always tell me, “Only you know the answer to that question.” The truth lies within: the truth as we know it based on our lived experience, and God’s truth about us, that we are beloved. In a year filled with many questions, I’m learning and leaning into deeper trusth. I wish the same for you, dear ones.