Lessons.

I suppose that if I am going to pray for humility, I ought to expect to have humbling experiences. Foolishly, I prayed for humility and grace, and of late have been, both literally and figuratively, broadsided by occasions in which I realized with great depth the struggle to act based upon who I am called to be as a disciple of Christ, and not out of my emotional resevoir.

So for now, I will work on convincing myself that battlewounds are attractive, and slather my seatbelt and airbag burns in aloe cream in the hopes that i don't end up with wicked scarring.

Sometimes realizing your own mortality is great. Great in the sense that being utterly humbled is great.

round up.

it's been a while you could say.
i was at camp for 5 weeks. the weeks were good, the relationships rich, and the sunshine warm. all in all, it was good for my soul, and for my mind.
the outcome is this, i'm no longer a student of a formal institution, i'm working for a church here in Edmonton, ministry support stuff, aka i'm an executive assistant. pretty much it rocks, it pays well (ya Alliance churches), the people are enjoyable, and the work is both challenging and rewarding. plus, my direct supervisor is a basketball freak, can't go wrong with that.
this is succinct, but i dont really know how much of my heart to lay on the line is such a medium as this, suffice it to say life is hard, it throws some rough, rough curve balls, but in the end, i know WHO i am, and whom i serve, and that is always enough. God is God and I am not.