So Navs was good tonight. Mostly God was speaking to me though, and I realized that I am a practical atheist if I don’t speak his Name. This blog (well, my life by extension) can’t really be about me, but his work in me. On that note…

I like old people who are cheerful. Senile ones try my patience, pessimistic ones are hard to listen to, but joyful old people are awesome. They have lots of wisdom and lots of good stories.

I want to be a joyful old person, and that starts today, by letting Jesus define my worldview. By killing the old cynical part of me. It will be tough, but God is faithful, and He’ll pull me through it. I suppose I want my faith to invade this page for better reasons than that, but Lisa always tells me that she wants to be an old lady who is always talking about how wonderful Jesus has been to her, and I’ll be a little funky looking next to her if I’m not the same! (And given my propensity for cynicism, I’m sure I’ll have to work harder at this one.)

So if you keep reading, expect to hear his Name. Read Jeremiah 20:9, because I want it to define me, and I hope it invades this blog like cattle to a water trough. (eh?)

And please pray for Jennifer, a friend of mine who’s having (serious) trouble breathing and her doctors aren’t sure why.