So last night the great Jen Cash came out for a visit, which was all too brief but chock full o' stories about weddings, bus trips, skinny dipping, Vegas, baking and all that happened in between. Here's to you, Casher! Yay!
I have to admit something: I'm self-conscious about not being funny in my blog. I mean it's meant to be my thoughts on things, and my thoughts tend to be serious (though my stories trend toward funny) so I guess I shouldn't be worked up in this, but my life is super boring so at least its something to be worked up about.
The other day I caught part of a show on CMT featuring Willy Nelson and Jimmy Carter, from Plains, GA. I was blown away by the interview with Jimmy Carter--I don't even remember the question that was asked to him, but his response was, "I serve the Prince of Peace. I am proud to say not a single rocket or missile was fired in anger during my presidency. I promote peace." It was so refreshing to be reminded that Christianity and peace are not mutually exclusive (as a certain current administration would have us forget) but rather that peace is integral in walking in Christ. Here is a man who last year won the Nobel Peace Prize, who started Habitat for Humanity, who is the first American sent into tense situations as a mediator--here is a man who has made his life a life of promoting peace--and he serves the Prince of it. If he has a grandson who's like that and who's single, hook me up.
Anyway, I'm beat. Not sleeping well. It's snowing. Ugh. It's not bad unless I have to drive in it. And I have to drive in it everyday.
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