Confessions

• I am a little obsessed with my new kindle.  Troy got it for me for my birthday ( a month early!).  At first, I was worried we would not be a good fit.  I was so wrong.  I love it!
• I am very cautious about who I put myself under the teaching of...which can sometimes mean I don't receive a Word God has for me because I am not willing to listen to the person sharing it.  This is so much more true with people I know than with people I don't know...which is curious considering I am a minister's wife.  One of the first hard lessons a minister's wife who wants to worship learns is that the man you had a fight with on the way to church can be used by God to teach you during the sermon.  Who am I to decide who God can use...
• I almost always have Harbo Gummi Bears in my purse.  You never know when you might need gummi bears and Harbo is the only real thing.
• I am the least ambitious person I know.  I would much rather do something insignificant for something I believe is of eternal worth than something considered important but ultimately meaningless...leaves me frustrated a lot.
• Speaking of doing something small with eternal value...I want to blog Passion, but it's so big.  Soon...in bits and pieces.  Bearing the name of Jesus - You are all to me.
• I love the bromance to pieces.  I so appreciate their relationship and what it means to Troy.  They have the type of friendship men need but most don't have.  I love it...but sometimes I'm jealous.
• I hate foul language.  I hate it even more when someone who is intelligent and has good character stoops to that level.
• My dad is the best person I know.  He is a man of integrity, who you know knows the Lord because of how he acts.
• If you hear me say "aawww" in a sad, sympathetic way, I have probably seen someone I like in a fashion disaster.  I take bad fashion personally.  I want everyone to look their best no matter what their shape...the right clothes, hair and make-up can make a huge difference.  I will go shopping with you and be honest.  I even thought about throwing that in the Yellow book as a service.  Looking great can change the way you feel.  Saying all of that does not mean I have never had a fashion disaster of my own!