So there's these two muffins in an oven...

Yea, fun title, I know.

Anywho...I'm in Evansville, Indiana today and my family is working through the difficulty of deciding what to do with this plethora of stuff that my Grandparents left behind to us. It is a difficult thing as much sentimental value is ascribed to certain objects by one party and another just wishes to not be bothered about it anymore. It creates a lot of tension. Basically it ends up that I feel like I'm being asked to take stuff that I have no current need for. And I am trying to look to the future for some of the stuff and still don't see myself needing a ton of it. So on that note, I'm struggling with the commandment in Mosaic law, "Honor thy father and thy mother." What does that mean when you are 20 years old and you are legally able to be killed if you commit a crime severe enough and your parents can't protect you. You can go fight in a war and yet you must find a way to honor your parents. I've really seen it evolve. Before I left for college, it was still even a matter of 'do what they say', and that's honoring them. Now I see it as more complex and not surprisingly, more difficult. I have to weigh their opinions. I have to respect their opinions. I have to respect their age, their experiences, their knowledge, and their desire to watch out for me...Then I have to go make my own decision. It's very tough. Especially with me having been gone from home and in Colorado and at the U of I, I have learned to be very independent. So coming back, and respecting my parents has been a struggle at times. But I'm slowly learning what it means to honor them in a way that God would ask us. I'm also learning about the ever surpassing Grace of Christ...

When I hear that my sins are forgiven...when somebody says it to me, directly to me, not to a huge group of people, but to me, I can't help but have a smile frozen on my face. I mean, I know they are, but it's soooooo good to hear it vocalized. As you might be able to tell, I went to Reconciliation tonight and it was really good. Now my family is preparing for a night on the town to celebrate our roof's completion and I just couldn't be happier. My life is splendid, grand, glorious, even....scrumtrilescent. My family is great. My relationships are going phenominally. My God is all powerful.

Slight tangent in these random thoughts...which feel so good to write down and get in a form that I can somewhat organize. I LOVE music. It is darn near one of the purest forms of worship. It is a vocal, screaming, soaring, shouting expression of our LOVE FOR GOD! And it is such music to my ears and I pray even more that it is to his. But I've really decided that I love to worship with music and I just could do it foreverandever etc. (HAHA)

I'm going to go participate in an awesome week now in the form of an FCA camp and then a hog roast with my church. I'm very excited about the camp in such a way that is awesome:) I'm going to be helping with football during the day, and then talking about God at night. My excitement is ineffable.

I've also decided I have a pretty sweet vocabulary and I love fun big words. Help me to learn more by posting some if you'd like. It could be fun....

Another thought. I made napalm yesterday. It was awesome. I don't remember if I said anything about that before....but it was flippin' sweet. Dangerous, but sweet. I can't wait to do it again in a more controlled environment.

Yea, life is good. SOOOO at some point, just to shake things up, God is going to pull the rug out from under me. I'm excited about that, but it's also scary. I pray that it is a good thing and it doesn't just devastate me...whatev :) He's good and it's gonna be awesome

SOTD - 1 - one week left to work this summer.