Ethan's got Regionals this weekend, which means that we're heading out even earlier then usual tomorrow. North Carolina should be reached by early evening and we'll be at my brother's house in time for dinner (which is a good thing, since we're the guests of honor). Spend the night, head for Charlotte, I forget where the actual competition is but we've got a lot of visiting to do in between now and then! The Desloges are high on the list and I think we've got the actual competition on Saturday. Back here by Monday.
Everything is a lot lighter around the house. That's the only way I know to describe it. I'm still figuring out where I'm at with God - so often I feel like a baby Christian. I'm on fire one minute, and then I mess up so badly the next or (and this is worse to me) I just don't care. One thing I'm incredibly glad about is the fact that it is eternally impossible for me to doubt His existance, otherwise I might be in a fix from time to time. However, even during the times that I've been "lukewarm", all I've got to do is brush my teeth or look in the mirror and I am given irrevocable proof that God is real and still moves miraculously. Thanks, Lord.
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