Wow...today was a long, but glorious day.

It all started out with some good, hardy house/trash pick-up fun with the Outdoors Club, which was so good. Have I mentioned how much I love physical labor? Ahh...I love it. It made me think--what if we went out and asked people around Abilene what they needed us to do...every week. Would anyone be up for a service Saturday every week? I was thinking: maybe cook some breakfast, go out and serve some people, and then eat some lunch together. Great opportunity for fellowship and pure and simple service. God can really say some cool things when you're sweeping Vienna Sausage cans from under a couch. Amen? Amen.

Then, the biggest blessing of my day came driving down from Ft. Worth, TX: Miss Kerby Anderson. Kerby and I spent just about every day and night of our senior year of highschool together, being confused about life and wanting to move to Africa. It is amazing how much God has refined and focussed our passions since then...we still don't know where we want to go in Africa, but all we know is that we'll be living in mud huts next to each other (the Magic 8-ball said so!) Kerby, I was so blessed by you today. I feel like I can just take a deep breath around you! And, next time we're together, we'll be more alert. The Jenga tower will rise again.

After I saw Kerby (Jerby, short for "Gerbil") off, I tried to fix my bike (with little success). I am usually very handy (I know my way around power tools), and so I was boggled when my WD 40 and sand paper couldn't de-rust my seat and make it lower. If anyone has a solution to this, please inform me.

After this disappointment, I got my game on. I beat Joshua Kirby in 5 games of Jenga. You heard me: 5. Here's some documentation:

Game #5. The move before the tower toppled.

Victory!
Darn, it feels good to be a gangsta.

So, in short, today was one amazing day. I am going to bed with a weariness that only comes from being spent from amazing fellowship with amazing people. Ahh...I am in love with my Jesus.