Do you keep a blog?

Melissa asked me that tonight, and the answer is not really. Sometimes the desire to write on here hits me. As you can tell, however, that the frequency of this is rare. We are now a month and a half into Moody. And Soren is just starting at U of C. Somehow that does not seem fair. This has been the craziest month of my life. Never have I felt the inadequacies of my frailty, nor the strength of His had holding me up, on such a consistent basis.

I bit off too much. That is really the long and the short of it. When I think about what fills my days I even wonder at how I'm keeping up. Yet, God has been faithful, and I keep up. In ways I am not preforming at 100% in everything. I let the ball drop with SMF this past month. Got caught in the daily details and forgot the vision. Thankfully my faithful Helper never lets me get to far off track, so He shook me up this week. We talked about it at exec and planned ways we can begin serving the students in a more complete way. We are launching a news update thingy this week. Terribly excited about that. I'm the president of the nerds after all (thank you Eddie). And we are going to try in a more active way to get current students connected with graduated, and serving students (know to most as alum). That was the vision we lost. But we have not wasted too much time, so the battle is not lost.

iNforMaL was last night! Best show ever! This is the part of my life where I feel the pleasure of God (Joe's analogy). There is such joy in bringing laughter into people's stress-filled lives. And to have the blessing of this position, being on such a great team, and this crazy gift from God, is almost too much to handle sometimes. I forget all the stress in my life at a show. The laughter of the crowd brings joy to me.

School. Yeah, this is why I am here after all. It is good. Great classes, that I'm keeping up with. From some perspective I could be putting more time into them. But I don't feel the need. I Love all my professors. Someone told me that junior year is the best, and they were right!

The boy is great. Pretty much. I suppose I should honor him more than calling him "the boy". Honestly, Eddie is the biggest blessing in my life. I'm continually impressed with his maturity and self-sacrifice. He is a man who is following after God, and that is so darn amazing! We are quickly approaching our sixth month mark. And he has become my dearest friend in the world. When I'm excited or stressed, he is the one to talk with. Because, somehow, he knows just what to say at all the right times. God has given him wisdom, which I am very grateful for. On here, it is impossible to explain the wonder of how God has matched our lives like puzzle pieces. But suffice to say, this is a good thing.

Everything else is falling into place. I wish I had more time for friends, and art projects, and a second job. My weeks are best described as a scream to a sigh. Saturday night- Thursday morning "AAAAAEEEEEHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHKgeHHHtchst!" Thursday-Saturday ahhh! and loop...