Well, my husband now has a blog...and since he is probably the only person reading mine, I will now take the time to pout. (The reason I am pouting is because he is keeping the location of this all-important blog a complete secret, telling only our infant daughter who can't yet talk) Life is so UNFAIR!! How can I go ON?? Not knowing all the deepest, most intimate details of my beloved's life is so unnerving that I just might not be able to face another day. sniff* sniff*
Ok, well now that THAT's over...

It has been a while, and as I said over lunch (perhaps to myself) I need to start writing every day again. Writing is such a simulating activity, though I really must guard from too much self-exploration. Not because I find myself boring. On the contrary, I am tremendously interesting to myself, which is the true problem. I am inherently sinful, and can easily convince myself that I am the most interesting thing I can think of...which would lead to immense pride and selfish ambition. So, instead I would like to write in order to explore and uplift other things, such as the Cross and the glory of my Savior, without whom I would never have known what a selfish, sinful person I am. And that, ironically enough, is one of the main reasons I am so eager to love and write about Christ. Because now that I know what I really am, the idea of Him loving me enough to die is completely mind-boggling. Much more worthy of in-depth contemplation than anything about ME I am quite certain.