My Mac time capsule/wireless router overheated to an early death, so I don’t know when I’ll be able to post this. I don’t know if I’ll get the device working again. Lord, help. All my written words transfer through our wireless connection! I feel disconnected from the source. I laugh at how computer-dependent I sound. God is my only Source, and nothing can out-power our connection, not even mechanics. I sigh because I still don’t know when I’ll be able to “send” this message; but I choose to rejoice because I know Sovereign God says, “My timing is perfect. Trust …