Where Should I Be Now?

If God had granted
All the silly prayers I
Have made in my life...

C.S. Lewis, Letters to Malcolm.

When We Ask of God

Sometimes He gives.
Or not.
Or even takes away. And lets wander. And fall (ouch).

We perceive this as His withholding a kindness -- God being unkind. And unGod.
We deceive ourselves and think Him absent. Where is He? And why won't He do something?

Perhaps we were not yet in a place where His "kindness" would have led us to repentance (Romans 2:4).
We up and repent.

Ah, so it was kindness, after all.

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These Days

My brain cramps up when I try to write. Ouches.

The Obamanable Snowman

I was trying to rush home from the 1 after "A Tale of Two Cities" to catch the post-election coverage when suddenly all these windows open people are sticking out their heads cheering yelling OBAMAAAAA and all sorts of madness at neighbors, the sky. It is really quite cool as I live across from a converted housing project with 1200 apartment units inside. Already his name and image are uniting the proletariat. Even Taylor was off the walls when we got home but then I realized she just wanted to pee.

Picked up Broadway's "Carols for a Cure." November means it's almost time for Christmas songs, yay!