Monthly Archives: February 2007

Sunday February 11, 2007

On four hours of sleep.

I am crazy.

I spent two hours riding and an hour and half flying just to play mindgames with the dealer and “lose.” (My mom just texted me to say that she is glad i am home and that she is up playing dominoes…)

But I did get a new sexy car.

Then I drove through LA at five oclock. Wasn’t that bad, but still slow. Has some adventures, and ended up home about 20 minutes ago.

I need to get in to bed before i passout.

Night.

So here I am…

Sitting in the Sacramento Airport. Tired. I was up way to late last night. I got home about 12 after talking with Kelly and Sonja about theology. I like where I saw each of them. But I didn’t get to bed until 1 and got up at 5:30. Ew…

SO today I am going to go down to Santa Ana and look at a car. It is a nice car, and I hope it is the one that God wants me to have. But that will wait until I get there.

Right now the plane is deboarding and I am in section A. So I need to go.

Saturday February 10, 2007

Or my heart is.

God is good. God loves me. Two things I know. And it hurts, sometimes, when they are the answers to questions. It is like bedrock that you can’t dig any deeper than, God is good, God loves me. Why is my friend hurting? Why did they die in an accident? It all comes back to God is good, and God loves me.

And then you cry cause you don’t understand, and cry because you don’t have to.

I will share with you. Lately, this phrase that came out of my mouth; “Everything works to my advantage” has rocked my world. It is my own personal paraphrase of Romans 8:28, and it is scaring the crap out of me. Like tonight. I invited some people to come to perkos with some of us. I really wanted them to come, but they didn’t. I am glad that they didn’t. It just wouldn’t have been the same. None of us would have been as transparent as we each were. God didn’t want them to come, so what happened could happen.
Now it might sound… um… haughty to say that about myself. It is not. It is actually the opposite, it is humbling. Without going to deep in to the taboo subject of predestination, it is actually just a way of reminding myself of the fact that I am small and finite contrasting an undefinable God. A God who is good. A God who loves me.
When you walk around with that on the top of you head, you start to see it everywhere. And it brings you back to your bedrock more times than you care to go.

God is good! God loves me!

Friday February 9, 2007

So I have been uber-busy lately. I about died yesterday too. I was sick! I am never sick… Anyway. I have an adventure planned all out. Saturday, my dad drops me off at the airport. I fly to Santa Ana, look at a car and either A. Say no and fly back home. Or B. Buy it and drive home. I hope it is B.

That is all.