sometimes E for Effort isn't enough

Well, the gauntlet has been thrown; apparently there is a lot riding on this driver that I've been asked to write. It's been a while since I've worked on something where I have a tangible near-term deadline, a challenging project, and something that at least a few important people care about. It's a blessing to have a job that you're into enough that you're up till 4am working on it.

Being a Calvinist, I inherently trust my longterm future in a power beyond my own ability. That said, it's still requires a surprising amount of mortification to abandon hope in my own ability for more immediate or tangible forms of success. God, give me the grace to use Your gifts with maximum effectiveness without depending on that effort.

Maybe I'm bad at poker because I can't read people very well. As the other night demonstrates, I can at least tell when I'm being hit on, though it usually takes a 2x4 applied to my cranium. Strike the scoffer and the naive will become wise. I wonder if it's possible to be both people in that proverb. It's clearly past my bedtime, hence the rambling.