Skid preached today, and I was reminded of why I missed the youth group so much. He has a crafty way of turning some of the most meaningless things into the most meaningful lessons.

"I know your deeds, your hard work and perseverance. I know that you cannot tolerate wicked men, that you have tested those who claim to be apostoles but are not, and have founds them false. You have persevered and have endured hardships for my name and have not grown weary. Yet I hold this against you: You have forsaken your first love. Remember the height from which you have fallen! Repent and do the things you did at first."-Revelation 2:2-5

You know those verses someone shows you and you're stomach kind of does a flip flop because it embodies everything you've been feeling for quite some time? That verse up there did it for me. From the middle of eighth grade through my junior year of high school, I felt pretty on fire for God, but once senior year started up, I started going through some weird stuff and haven't felt the same since. I know because of the trials and suffering I've been through I won't ever be the same, but I have been severely lagging in my time with Him through prayer and Bible reading.

. . . and now onto a completely different note. Hastings apparently sells used books at AMAZINGLY discounted prices. I bought two John Grisham books ((A Painted House and The Runaway Jury)) in hardback for right under $14.

Tonight is the senior banquet at church, and because Karen graduates this year, I will be in attendence with the rest of my family. This is a scary reminder to me that I have been out of high school for a year. What have I accomplished? The heck if I know :)