Zoo

After spending all day at the zoo with 3 Hancock kids and 2 Hancock parents, I WAS BEAT. I went home and slept til' midnight. I loved seeing the girls laugh when I appeared at the top of the stairs -- they toured me through the kitchen telling me my dinner options; we puzzled for a bit.

My favorite zoo animals, you ask? The red panda, the otter, and the kangaroo. Naturally.

My heart aches for time with the Lord. Just God and Bethany.

Current reads: The Gutter, The Last Drop Out, Passion and Purity, Southern Jack Tales, My Utmost for His Highest

cons/pros

I will not dwell on the cons, but I will begin with them. 

• Food's not appealing. Sleep doesn't come.
• A great co-worker was let go at work today because of budget cuts and I have never seen a more helpless, distraught looking group of people than our staff at 8:30 AM today. :( Literally the only thing we could say was PRAY. I didn't want that answer to sound small... but it felt small. God will provide and prove us wrong. 

I've been told and I know and I feel that gratitude works miraculous things in wavering hearts. So the pros.

• I love the people I work with -- they are the biggest variety of servants I've ever met.
• I love the people I live with -- they are goofy, gentle, and caring. Rachel and I had our date night (a regular one-on-one for all Harmon-Housers) and made caramel apples. It was successful. And by successful, I mean tasty. There might be caramel permanently grafted into clothes and kitchen items here.
• I love the people I don't get to see enough. I love getting to see their faces. Noelle popped by tonight to borrow a book, the Ashley/Chelsea/Mary Beth trio left me a message on facebook informing me that they were my stalkers after all these years of not being freshmen in my unit.
• I love the people I share a name with -- my mom sent me a package equivalent to what Buzz Aldrin got from his mom when he travelled to the moon. This is, naturally, assuming he liked chocolate a LOT. I spoke briefly to my dad on the phone. He always tells a non-chalent story of some nightmarish adventure and ends by asking if he can pray for ME. What's wrong with him?
• I love the God I live for -- He provides peace and love and encouragement in every facet of life.

I'm reading a new book

"... but little deaths have to be died just as great ones do... 

We are not meant to die merely in order to be dead. 

God could not want that for the creatures to whom He has given the breath of life. 

We die in order to live."

-Elisabeth Elliot, Passion and Purity

Did you know I was almost named Elisabeth?  
Fun fact of the day.


I'm listening to Let There Be by Gungor. 
I'm imagining the beginning of the world and I'm in awe.

A stranger laughed at me tonight

This is what I look like when I rollerblade.

Achilles Heel

I read The Hobbit to Rachel and Kayla tonight. After four or five pages, I paused for an, "Are you guys still awake?" and received SILENCE.

Why does everyone fall asleep when I read to them??!!

First Day

of FALL! September 22nd. I finished 15 summer reads (see the right-hand sidebar). My goal for fall is also 15.

Odds

We flushed Slippy today. Candles were lit around the toilet, a eulogy was said by yours truly, and a moving rendition of Friends was sung by those of us who grew up with Michael W. Smith.

I'm in the midst of repairing the entirety of a car (damage not my fault) and a laptop (damage partially the fault of my supposed "thunder fingers").

I'm exploring the concept of contentedness in singleness: an ideology I once had almost perfected, but I'm a little rusty. I'll have to work on it.

Against decent odds, I'm engulfed by love. Praise the Lord :)

I don't mind odds. My favorite number is odd. My favorite books are often odd. In truth, I have enough odd-ness in my favor to last an eternity. The goal, presently, is to focus on the "in-my-favors."