Man.  Tonight has been one of those God-dealing nights...you know...one of those nights where God deals with you?  Through a crazy series of events, conversations, and arguments, God's got me right where He wants me for tonight, and I can go to sleep knowing that while I'm not a finished, sanctified product, at least i'm moving forward on the assembly line.  

First He reminded me He loved me, more than I could ever imagine, and that he CREATED every emotion, and thought up the idea of tears, and has taken me in His hand and He's not going to let go, and He's in the process of rescuing me and turning me into something new and fresh from the inside out.  Yep, He reminded me of all that, first.  Then He told me (and when I said "He told me," I mean that He revealed it to me through thought-processes, His Word, or other people talking or whatever.  In this case, it was a thought-process)  ...He told me that I hurt Him, a lot, everyday.

You see, I have this problem, and it's kinda like this:  I like to make points.  And I like to get my point across, and I like for everyone to realize that my point IS best, and while you have a point...well...mine's better.  It might not come across that harshly, but when I think about it, that's pretty much the motive behind it.  Bottom line:  God told/revealed to me that I need to quit being consumed by making my own points and start making HIS points.  He's got some really good ones.  I'm gonna type that again, in the hopes that my fingers will remember the specific pattern and somehow send a signal even DEEPER into my brain.

I need to quit being consumed by making my own points and start making HIS points.

Another thing:  Jenny grabbed my hand tonight.  And at the same time she grabbed my hand, I was thinking "sometimes it's really hard to see God's hand."  the more I think about it, the more I realize that God uses that same hand that grabbed mine to teach me so much.  And while I tend to think it's US working things out and going through deserts and valleys and on mountaintops........it's really God leading us there.  And carrying us through. And TEACHING us and giving us the opportunity to grow.  It's God, it's God, it's God. 

On a different note, I have a severely chapped lip, and tonight some of the guys bought a coconut, and cracked it open, and said it was DISGUSTING.   Note to self:

Self:  Please buy chapstick BEFORE your lips are almost falling off, and also don't eat raw coconut.