"Well how much was the ticket?"
"I don't know, I just gave it to my Mom"  

"I was going to, but it was hard"

"It was kindness week at my school...And I didn't"

"What if a mute person has no hands"


Sunday, April 6

Life is good...Wait...Yeah I lose

Name: Chad
Scripture: Deuteronomy 20-22; Acts 27:27-44

OAP: I haven't done soap in three days. Acts 27 is full of interesting things that I could explicate to no end. But I don't want to. Life is full, this next week will probably be my most challenging non-finals week of Bellarmine. I just got home, every night is full of friends and I can't imagine any night untill Friday to include more than two or three hours of sleep. I don't say this with any amount of pride but rather to highlight that every hour is full. This is how I love it. This past week has been amazing and next week should be even more so. For the past few days my days have included nothing but school, schoolwork, eating, sleep and friends. The one exception has been a few hours I took off to watch Forrest Gump. That's it. Any free time not with friends has been moved to sleep. This is my ideal life right now. Play hard and work harder. I love it.
Those last three days have included no soap. My body is tired and I am only going to be pushing more. Tomorrow however is interesting, tomorrow is Sunday. Sabbath. A reminder made for me. I don't do schoolwork on Sunday untill after 10pm. I won't be able to continue my schedule at least for one day.
After a month of putting my personal reflexive relationship with God before everything else I have shifted everything back to my relationship with God through people. Epic fail.
Somehow I thought if I did it for a month I would have it covered. I was changed in a good number of ways, but the stated purpose didn't stick well afterwords. But give me a week or two and I can ignore it for a while. Untill a day comes that God doesn't let me ignore.

God, it is yours. All of it. Thank you for the sabbath as a reminder, a grounding. These past few days have been unbelievable, they are yours. So is tomorrow, and the days after....

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