I had a few opportunities from friends to go out and about this weekend, but I turned down every single one in the name of studying. Yet I'm still procrastinating.. I hate this. I'd rather work really hard and then be free to go hang out, but I'm stuck in this limbo of neither work nor play. Bah.
Part of my day was spent re-reading Donald Miller's Blue Like Jazz. I found, and consequently bought, a copy at a thrift store last weekend for 50 cents, so I've been sporadically picking it up to read this week. I'm identifying with it in ways that I didn't when I first went through it, and it's just reminding me of God's great love for me. Like his desperate love for me.
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