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IBL 6

Sorry, I didn't blog yesterday... Sundays don't seem to yield much time for reflective composition sessions...

but... the week has started and I'm excited!

YYYYYYYYYYYYYEEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS. *pumps her arms and hands up in the air with enthusiasm and excitement*
MY RUNNING PARTNER GOES TO CHURCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! So, at least, she's sorta Christian, but I'll have to judge her by her fruit... which I'm sure she'll judge me by mine, too.
And you won't believe it, but! BUT!
SHE'S ALSO A HEALTH FREAK!!!! HOW COOL IS THAT?!?  And she also has 2 sisters!!  I'm not sure of the sibling ranking... but from her writing, I can tell she thinks a lot like I do, so, she very well might be the oldest of 3, just like me!! Haha - this is so awesome and crazy!  I'm so thankful to my GRACIOUS God!!  

I'd been feeling very burdened by how I would witness to students over the course of 9 months and I was at a loss as to how to present the Gospel to adults.  Hey, I have no problem sharing with middle school and under now, but adults?! *trembles* Never ever done it.  And yes, it's a shame that I'm scared.  I feel like it's a huge responsibility if I can't win them to Christ, because I really want them to partake of the abundance of living in Christ and of course, not enter the horrors and pain of hell.

And... I finished reading Mastery by George Leonard today... all the way from chapter 1.  There's a lot of Tai-Qi, New Age, blah blah stuff in the back that I had to skip.  And I felt like my brain was bursting with too much information.  I'll probably read it again tomorrow to let it really sink in.  Like I said in my first "review", it's SO closely aligned with the way my mother trained me, it's just insane.  Of course, my mother's method has been enhanced with a Biblical perspective, but wow, the technicality and psychology of the reality was like it read my 13 year path mastering piano.  I am no master, but I'm on the path!  Well, sorta... I've put it on hold for a few months and I need to kick up my practice up a couple notches.  I'll

Oh, I have a call with my running partner tomorrow at 9:30am... nervous a little, but excited.  It's probably the first time I've been excited to meet a new person that I barely know.  It's weird, I think my introvertedness is slowly dying.   I'm far from expert extrovert status, but I'm significantly less shy than I was a decade ago.

EEEww... I'm TWO decades old.  I need to hurry and do everything.  Time is slipping through my fingers and I only have one life to live for Christ!

And... I'm off to play piano before the night matures any older.  I really need to do better setting more time aside to write longhand.

~CJ
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