July 3rd, 2003



"They will follow the Lord;
He will roar like a lion.
When He roars,
His children will come trembling from the west.
They will come trembling
like birds from Egypt,
like doves from Assyria.
I will settle them in their homes,"
declares the Lord.

—Hosea 11:11-12

I trust myself more than I trust the Lion. Even when I'm aware of the conflict, I plan and maneuver on my own. But it's His battle. Until and unless I recognize that, every move I make will be off. This morning I caught a glimpse of the enemy at work: recognizing that was immediate, yet it took me longer—too long—to realize I should pray. Foolish. I've made a million messes that way.

Roar, Lord. Roar loudly.
  • Current Mood
    distressed distressed

No boom today

No boom today. Boom tomorrow. There's always a boom tomorrow. What? Look, somebody's got to have some damn perspective around here. Boom, sooner or later. BOOM!

—Commander Susan Ivanova, Babylon 5

Today was physically, mentally, and emotionally saturated in molasses (or something of comparable viscosity). In practice, that means office work today and/or tomorrow, among other things. Was so out of it by dinnertime that I accidentally ordered the wrong meal—a chimichanga and an enchilada are entirely different dishes. Stupid.

But no boom today. Let's count that in the "mercy" column.
  • Current Mood
    relieved relieved