• My attempts to write a blog over the weekend were thwarted by a trip to Durham, NC, an afternoon at the park, and an evening with the girls.
• My morning has been spoiled salt-water taffy from a coworker... bring on the sugar.
• Going to Wing Street for dinner this evening... Looking forward to some good wings.
• Any thoughts on why Sandra Bullock hasn't had a number one movie in ten years or why it took Ryan Reynolds to get her there?
• There's still time to get your Nordstorm brand E.L.F. makeup for $1!  
• One silly thing that's made me smile recently was receiving an email with the Jefferson's theme as the subject line.
• What's your interpretation of the phrase "God is at work".  Is it a question or a statement of faith?
• I found 100 Facts About Guys on Youtube and was pretty entertained by it, though I am aware that not all of them are true about allguys.
• God doesn't waste anything.  As read in John 6:12, NLT.  Cool.
• Most memorable thing from the sermon yesterday: God graciously pursues us by probing our hearts to help us recognize our unmet expectations of Him.  Also: Too often we seek relief from circumstances, rather than redemption from sin.  God isn't an Easy Button.  He's a Redeemer.
• I've been using LiveStrong.com to track my daily food intake.  It's great.  And I'm hungry. Often.
• Since I spend very little quality time at my laptop at home, my goal is to write a blog during work hours, and then post it after arriving home.... I'd appreciate encouragement while trying to achieve this lofty goal.  If anyone can tell me how to email blog posts directly to my blog, I'd appreciate that, too!

Perhaps a baked good of the month club would be a fun way to interact on Xanga.

Hmmm.... any takers?

This entry won't be as depressing, sullen, or heartbreaking as my last one.  I just came back from viewing "Eagle Eye" with two friends.  (I thought the film actually lived up to the promise shown in the trailers)  There was a quick comment from one of my friends that confirmed something that I've suspected for about, oh, two weeks.  Due to the sensitive nature of this comment, I will not divulge the details.  However, let me say that I am pretty stubborn and God is very patient to repeat things until I hear them.  Sometimes He says things that I don't like and that cause some pain.  But what is pain, if not a method to draw me closer to the arms of Compassion?  Every emotion I am captivated by, every insecurity that passes through my thoughts, He is familiar with.  His compassions fail not.  God. chose. me.  Dead in sin, there I lay.  He, in His infinite wisdom, love and grace, chose to save me from sin.  He heard not a plea for help from my lips, but saved me anyway.  Long before I even knew His name, the work was done.  What sort of God would do this?  One full of love. compassion. grace. mercy.  This is my God.  This is the God I am called to hope in.  So, I'll stand in the rain, stand in the pain, asking for this God to quiet my heart, as He stands with me.

Therefore let everyone who is godly pray to you while you may be found;
surely when the mighty waters rise,
they will not reach him.
You are my hiding place;
you will protect me from trouble
and surround me with songs of deliverance.
Psalm 32:6-7