Little did she know...

If there was one thing that stood out to me from all of April, it would be celebrating the resurrection of Christ! What an amazing weekend not only to prep for but also to be able to spend with the body of Christ. I was so, so blessed. Regardless of having an amazing church family , I was just encouraged by all of the songs that we sang/listened to and by the message that was shared. God was glorified! "Who has felt the nails upon his hand? Bearing all the guilt of sinful man God eternal, humbled to the grave, Jesus savior, risen now to reign! "Behold our God, seated on His throne! Come, let us adore Him! Behold our King, nothing can compare! Come let us adore Him!" Sovereign Grace Music . . . April self portrait: for the cause [I like the idea, but I did a lame-sauce job.] shirt for Japan , bracelet for Invisible Children , shoes for TOMS now go get yourself one. or two. And last but not least: my recent addict...

[you know the road's deserted when...] On the way back to the NE homestead, I have often wanted to stop and take pictures, because I like the wide open emptiness. Sure, it makes for a long drive all by your lonesome, or with your brother, or your friend. BUT. it's beautiful. [don't hate] This time, I actually wasn't driving at sunset, or in the middle of the night and I wasn't in a rush to get somewhere, so. I stopped. and ran around on the road and took pictures and loved the sunshine. and only saw 1 vehicle. the sky and grass and naked trees along with the worn out road... winner winner, chicken dinner! resolution: to stop alongside the road more often when the opportunity/mood strikes. I have a mental list going along highways 79, 385, and 71. for starters.

Part one: a day in the life. It's a typical Thursday at work. The boss and I have already gotten our coffee and croissant fix. My partner just got out of bed, taking enough time to smooth down his hair and bless me for the fresh pot of coffee before settling in to write trip reports from his busy, no-sleep night. The oxygen guy has come and gone, his long locks flowing and his music blaring. The UPS man and I have done our usual cheery exchange while juggling boxes and signatures. And, struck with a moment of inspiration, and a mind full of musings, I am at my usual post: in front of Horton (my computer) with both coffee and radio readily accessible. That's when I get interrupted, mid thought process, by the guy with the title of "Dirty Harry." He comes strolling in to the room, his dirty hat perched on top of his dirty hair, one hand shoved in his dirty jeans and the other holding an envelope. His wide, toothless grin and squinting, watery eyes preceding the...

My Bridge Radio is amazing . I wish that Hot Springs would not be such a black hole for radio stations :P But they provided me with my first project of the year : memorizing and meditating on a verse (or two) a week. I am not memorizing verses for school, which I had done for the first 15 years of my academic journey, so I thought this would be great for the self discipline factor. I already had pretty much all of these memorized from one time or another, but I am becoming an ESV-ite so these verses are emphasized in a new light to me as I memorize them in a different version. This month's verses: week 1: Ps 1:1-2 "Blessed is the man who does not walk in the counsel of the wicked, nor stands in the way of sinners, nor sits in the seat of the scoffers; but his delight is in the law of the LORD, and on his law he meditates day and night." week 2: Rom 8:32 "He who did not spare his own Son but gave him up for us all, how will he not also with him graciously give ...