I love programming

If God's given me a gift, it has to have been the gift of programming. Whether it's breaking out a completely new application, maintaining existing code, in depth problem solving, or making something to fix a particular task, I've been given a gift that not too many people have. I suppose what brings it to mind is having just dug into a particularly complex problem and coming out with a solution that does what I need it to, in a clean, and in a well ordered way. Some people get their kicks from meticulous organization of their room; I get about the same from a well written programming solution.

It's been a long day of bug-fixing, combined with some Oh! Brian's ribs and picking Warren up after his car bought the farm. It'll be good to get into the office tomorrow, after having been out for two days now, and I actually have _work_ I can do. w00t!

I've got a lot of gift, but God is fair; thankfully He does a good job of reminding me of that. It's made me rely on Him that much more, especially when the flesh comes knocking. Nathan gave the example at last Sunday's bible study of a dog begging for crumbs at the table; we were talking about the words of James 4 where we're commanded "resist the devil, and he will flee from you." A lot of times I find myself rationalizing myself into sin when a temptation comes my way, figuring "well, it's just this little thing; it's not all that bad", not remembering that if you give a dog food from the table to get rid of him, he'll just come back twice as insistent the next time. John Owen had it right-- "be killing sin, or it will be killing you." You can't give it an inch, or it'll take a mile and then some. And to all my deluded Arminian friends out there, Catholics and otherwise, while you'll never do that well enough to keep yourself in grace, but thank God, Someone's already done it vicariously, if you'll take it on credit.