Topsy Turvy

Today was a little more active than most, but at the same time not-- between a long conference call, finding out I'm going to be the technical answer-man for a site visit to a nearby customer with one of our program managers in a few days, getting my upgraded laptop memory, and watching the new Harry Potter flick,.... eh I didn't do that much. Well, I'm leaving out some of the highlights, but you'll have to ask me for that. It's definitely been an up day. Seeing the Romantics in concert tomorrow after having waited all summer won't hurt either.

It's a strange semi-coincidence that things which should be easy aren't and things that shouldn't be are. I suppose it's yet another way sin has twisted out natures around. The fact that I have to ponder something that I know I should do is depressing at times, even when they're not moral choices. When they are, it's downhill from there. Romans 7 is an ironic comfort, knowing that even the most eminent have experienced exactly the same malady. At the same time, the struggle itself is evidence of spiritual life. Dead fish float downstream, only live fish feel the current as they struggle to swim upstream.

"You have not because you ask not. You ask and do not receive because you ask in vain, that you may spend it on your pleasures... Purify your hearts, you double-minded."

"We're all bastards but God loves us anyway"
--the gospel in 10 words or less [Phillip Yancey]