There's not much to say about a simple breath of air. My days on this earth are numbered and I want them to count for something. I'm not sure how I'm going to do that yet. I'm trying to figure out what God wants me to do.

forgiveness.

"To all the people who have given, lent, or recommended good books to me-books that have enriched my life. To all who write those books. To God, who is the source of every good idea(old or new), which writers accidentally discover or unintentionally steal or by some sort of grace, glimpse and then wrestle into fresh words for strangers, who in turn pass them on to others-in a wonderful process pf receiving and giving that's a lot like Christmas." -Brian McLaren; a Generous Orthodoxy

don't you ever...ever...talk about tv that way again.

hitherto thou shalt come, but no further... yet.