Small

I came home this week. My plane flight wasn't that great. As a matter of fact, it pretty much sucked. I sat there on the plane just hoping that somehow we could instantly be transported to the ground, like in Star Trek. The turbulence was making me that sick. In fact, I started wishing that I had never even got on that plane. But when I finally made it into Nashville, and my family was there and I got to see them and be with them, I realized how happy I was to be home (though, technically, I still wasn't home in Huntsville). It wasn't some huge overwhelming "I'm home!" feeling, either. It was just a quiet, simple peace. Something very personal and undeniably real.

I love getting little assurances like that. It's all about the little things. And I need those little moments when the Spirit whispers to me. I need them like I need to breathe. It's like I'm a little kid who needs constant reassurances that the monsters under the bed aren't going to get them. But, hey, blessed are the little children, right?

Roommate

My roommate, Eva, had a really sad tragedy happen this weekend. Her stepbrother committed suicide. He and his wife were having some problems and she was filing for divorce. I'd just ask that everyone keep my roommate and her family in their prayers.

Taxes

I finished mine today. I get back about $400 from both federal and state taxes. Yes! I'm gonna put most of it into savings, but I'll keep a little for me.

Recently, I have come to the conclusion that I idealize boys and relationships. Which may explain why I have problems with those things. So I've decided that I need to mentally stay away from boys, until I can get over my idealizations. Much easier said than done. Especially when the boy I do like is practically perfect. Ok, he's not perfect, but he's ten million times closer than I am. And there's my problem right there. See how my thought processes go? I keep telling myself that nobody's perfect, that I shouldn't even compare myself to anyone else, but apparently, that just doesn't stick in my head.

Poem

I wrote a poem today. It's not that great, but I thought I'd share my meager offering.

Oh, what is the worth of a soul?
It is beyond the bright jewels of the earth
It is deeper than the depths of the sea
It reaches far beyond the limits of human understanding

But I begin to understand
When I hear a baby's laugh
When I gaze at the mountains
When I touch the petals of a flower

I begin to know
When I listen to a choir sing
When I see an older couple holding hands
When I feel love for another

I begin to remember
When I remember my Father
When I remember His Son
When the Spirit whispers words of peace:
"The worth of souls is great in the sight of God"

Brother

That dude is my brother! Isn't it cool! He's just like a one-legged puppy named Lil' Brudder!
Well, except he has two legs. And he's not a puppy. But he is my lil' brudder!