Sitting...at my dining room table
Drinking...nothing at the moment, though a Caramel Java Chiller from Sonic sounds really good. Not good for me but good nonetheless. It's not gonna happen but I'm just letting you know.
Welcoming...a return to some semblance of routine normalcy, such as it is post tornado. The tornado and its effects remain the topic du jour at church, at the bridal tea I attended yesterday, at the return to "school" this morning. I wonder if we will ever tire of talking of it, of sharing our stories.
Praying...for those in Nashville facing their own kind of new normal. May the Lord be merciful...
Feeling...caught once again in that to-blog-or-not-to-blog conundrum. Sometimes it all feels so stupid. Is it just me? Does anyone else wonder about the why's and wherefore's of this strange hobby?
Memorizing...Colossians 1 with my friend. Or, rather, attempting to memorize chapter 1. I've made it through verse 20. Sort of. My husband tells me that I remind him of Barney from the Andy Griffith show when he was trying to recite the Preamble to the Constitution. Have you seen that episode? It's a classic!
Missing...my usual grocery store. It was damaged by the tornado so I shopped today at a sister grocery store here in our city. Ugh. Hoping my store gets up and running soon!
Pondering...a twitter update that just popped up (oh, the wonders of Tweetdeck) encouraging me to not be afraid to be amazing. Am I really afraid of being amazing? Or just incapable? Is everyone supposed to be amazing? Aren't some of us doomed to be ordinary so that the amazing-ness of others will actually be amazing? Hmmm....
Realizing...I think too much.
Reading...Radical by David Platt.
Recommending...Radical by David Platt. In fact, quit reading this drivel and go buy this book. Now. I'm serious. Go. Click. Buy. Read. Be convicted.
Wanting...to live a life marked by a radical obedience to Christ's command to take up my cross and abandon everything for the gospel.
Wondering...what that kind of radical lifestyle looks like for an ordinary, funk-prone soccer mom who thinks too much