a good day for overalls :)

Overalls are quickly becoming my all time favorite outfit. they're so comfortable and have so many pockets and they are easy (except when you have something in the bib pocket and you have to unbuckle the buckles to go to the bathroom). i just love them, and i find myself wondering how often i can wear them without being "the only girl who isnt pregnant but who always wears overalls anyways"

so today was pretty good and in a nutshell, i: taught a writing lesson to preschoolers (i know...how?), fell asleep in 2 classes, had an intense core group prayer time, broke one of the stair-steppers at the gym, and went to chi alpha.

recently ive been getting a lot of revelations from god. the most recent is this: basically, the fact that i am alive is enough reason to praise god because god made people for the purpose of bringing himself glory and praise. god doesnt owe me anything, so when you add salvation to basic living, thats enough to eternally indebt me to him as far as the currency of praise goes. my life could just consist of living and being saved, no matter what circumstances, and i would owe him praise. but thats not how god works. not only does he supply these, but out of his love he blesses me with friends and a family and clothes and food and everything we count as basic necessities. whats more, when he created me, he planted desires in my heart that match up with his plan, so that when i do his will, i am making myself happy in the process! he's such a loving god to do that, to make it so that we enjoy serving him and get so blessed out of it! thats just really exciting to me, i dont know if i can accurately convey it...

speaking of blessings, i was in the library tonight writing a lesson plan with my teaching partner, wezi, and a certain amazingly tall dark (and by dark i mean black) and extremely handsome man who may or may not lead a gospel choir i may or may not sing in walked in. i think i froze and stared at him. my mouth may have even been a little bit open. and he said hi to wezi, and then to me. i dont know if he remembers my name, but i dont care, because he asked it at some point.

but im still holding out for the one god has for me. i know he's coming, and until then i'll just keep fighting off these other lesser crushes.

ps- i miss you miss moneekuh! AND my sister might start reading my blog :) she reads knitting blogs, so i hope she will read mine anyways...

goodnight.