On the one hand, several friends seem to be being liberated to pursue God in all sorts of exciting ways:
Joe down in Devon
Tess at Freeland
and another has just been appointed as Rector of this church in California.
That's my theological and ecclesiological envy covered. On the other hand, my secular envy points out that many of my unversity peers and friends are now fully established as partners/senior managers in major global firms and earning six figure salaries (and yes, I know about the green grass and I harbour no illusions.)
So I am at one and the same time envious of those with lots of money, and also of those with absolutely no money. This is not a post about consistency of thought.
I guess it's a sense of restlessness or dissatisfaction. Of not quite fitting in my seat. If only I could hear one way or another from a certain publisher.
Then again, perhaps it's just time I bought a Porsche.
NB please note that sleeplessness played a small part in the composition of this post. Wrestling with another blinking cold played more. So I'm a bit grumpy ;o(