this morning #1125.

this morning, i was waiting. impatiently. the moment that i saw the sun peek its head over the horizon, i rushed across the room & over to the gong. grabbed my mallet & struck it three times, announcing that the day had arrived. we needed to be ready. i took a seat on the bench & listened as the stirring of disciples spread throughout the house. today was going to be big. i could feel it in my bones. if i’m being honest, it was all very intimidating. for all we know, his midday arrival could end up upending the entire order of things. i stood up & tried to pace the fear away. tried to convince myself to let the chips fall as they may. it’s not as if i have any say anyhow. i’m just the gong guy.