Busyness never felt so good

Today ended up being social day- a semi-aborted attempt to get people together for frisbee, brunch with Mike and Keith, shoe shopping at the mall, a psalm100 concert, and playing board games with Randy & co., and that doesn't even count missing an attempted meeting with multiple Christophs in the mall. Sadly this game so took my attention that I didn't realize it was after 1am until I left, which means I'm going to have to prop myself up with caffeine tomorrow to give the day it's due, since I have a 90 minute concert in the afternoon rather than my usual nap.

I'm glad for the mix of decisiveness, opinionatedness, and put-myself-last that God's given me. It's far from the synergy that it would be apart from sin, but I'm glad for the freedom I've learned in social situations that I have only developed over the 3-4 years. God has been good, even in His using of hard knocks and blows to my pride to bring my perspective in line with His own.

It's a wonder to hear the gospel proclaimed any time, but hearing it from college kids is perhaps the most moving. Once you look past the inevitable "like"s and "basically"s in the presentation, it's an impressive thing to see, especially in the sinkhole of godless thought and behavior that our university systems have become in recent times. It reminds me line from the of the old hymn "I love to tell the story, and those that know it best, seem hungering and thirsting to hear it like the rest". Every story of the work of God in the heart is the same, yet equally unique. I've heard it a million times, and yet there's nothing I'd rather hear.