Thursday, April 28, 2005

So now I'm in a good mood.

I don't really have anything interesting to say, I just want to communicate without actually talking.

I feel like jelly that has been spread over too much toast.
Jelly is yummy.

It is amazing how God can put your "problems" into perspective. On the grand scale of things, eternity and all (although what the "all" would be in this example, I do not know), what does it matter anyway? I can get so distracted by the things of this world, so easily. These things will pass in the blink of an eye and I will have nothing to show for my tears over them.

Have you ever heard just the right song at just the right moment? This happened to me today. It played on Klove and it was a song by Overflow called Cry on my shoulder. The words just really comforted me. Specifically "You have had some hard times/ Had thorns placed in your side/ I know about what you've been going through/ Tears of pain are falling down/ It hurts so bad you're crying out/ You're problems won't last forever/ Let me put you back together"

I just really love Christian music. It lifts me up, makes me happy, reassures me, gives me joy, makes me smile, teaches me. . .

Katelyn and I were talking about heaven today. What we thought it would be like, wondered what happens when you die. Do you go straight there, do you sleep until Jesus comes back? Does the Bible say this somewhere? At any rate, it is fun to talk about and its wonderful to be filled with anticipation of it. Ha ha, anticipating death. Yes, yes I do, when my work here is done. I feel He still has work yet to do in me. His will be done.

Well, time for bed now. I have to brush my teeth and I've come to dread this because I bought vanilla mint tooth paste and it is quite unpleasant, but I just cant throw away a whole tube of toothpaste. Given the same choice, would I try the new flavor of toothpaste? Definitely yes. Its just toothpaste for goodness sake, I have to live a little.

Goodnight Sweetie,
Sarah jo

1 comment:

your unmocking spoof said...

you can always trade toothpaste with someone.
preferably one who appreciates the cleaning version of vanilla mint.