Some days are weightier than others. I'm trying to decide what I should write about. Regarding the job, I still don't know the verdict. I suppose I'll find out Monday. I admit, I hate waiting. Seems like so much in life involves waiting.
Then again, I hate making snap decisions under pressure. So I guess sometimes you have wait to give others the grace to make sure they make the right decision.
After work today, I walked to where my mother and I had agreed she'd meet me to pick me up. I got off twenty minutes early. So I saw on the curb and I pulled out my book and read. It's Knowing God by J. I. Packer. I picked it up in a thrift store a few weeks ago. It's been very good, and I've only read like the first few chapters. It's already made me evaluate my relationship with God. I definitely think I know God... but it's making me realize that I only know Him a tiny bit. Which is a good thing to realize, because it's a more realistic perspective than thinking I know God a lot. God is infinite. Hopefully this book, and my next booksneeze book (which I was hoping would get here today but probably won't be here until Monday), will help me draw ever closer to Him. (Which is, of course, the point of human existence.)
I'm hoping to go to church on Sunday with Tabitha. As of the other day, she said she didn't know why we wouldn't, but she wanted us to check in with each other tonight to make sure. I've not heard from her, but I've called and also facebook messaged her telling her to call me and leave a message and I'll check it in the morning (she often works until like 2am on Saturday nights).
I've been trying to get a ride to my church for over a month now, but they've been unable to find one for me. I guess just no one really lives near me. Not that surprising, since I'm in a rural area, but I had hope. I'm a little surprised though. I mean, I only live a fifteen minute drive away from it. I just don't have a car of my own. I want to plug back into my church. God placed me there, and I feel a draw to it. But I also believe God is sovereign, so I guess if a ride can't be arranged, there's a reason.
As for 9/11... I guess I'll decide if and what I want to write tomorrow. It's a subject that still stills my heart.
I'm tired. I'm going to bed. Rest up, world. And wake up, since afterall most of you are probably reading this on Sunday anyway.