Tis The Wrong Season

Nothing like 73˚ and shorts & t-shirt to put you in the mood while hanging Christmas lights on the front bushes. If I dream of a white Christmas this year, that's probably the only place I'll see it.

No. I don't live at Starbucks

I just haven't had any internet access for like a week. We've finally moved into our new place in South Carolina. Actually, that sounds a little misleading. Let's just say that we've moved a lot of boxes into our new place in South Carolina. Now begins the long arduous task of opening boxes and uttering phrases like, "Why did I ever buy this let alone keep it?"

All I can do is plead with you to pray for us. I long for the house to reach "home" status really soon. Like yesterday soon.

In other news, Sam watched the neighbor across the street hang Christmas lights yesterday. When they lit the place up last night Sam asked, "Can we get Christmas on our house dad?" I'm not sure what my response was at the time, but I'm fairly certain that is was less than festive.

More Than You Needed To Know

Raining. A lot.
Tall non fat no whip mocha today.
Starbucks' CD of the month overhead somewhere.
Overpriced wifi access.
Reading: Why We Can't Wait by Martin Luther King Jr.

An ironic sense of sticking it to the man wells up within me as I burn my tastebuds on his tasty nectar of life.

A Quick Note To My South Dakotans

My team and I are packing boxes this week and will be leaving on Monday. It has been an extreme pleasure to live in South Dakota for the last three and half months. What a joy it has been to watch the passing of the seasons on the Wall alongside my friends. From shorts & sandals to scarves & sweaters. We did not see Tuesday's popular vote go as we had hoped, but the cause goes on. Rest assured that God is on the move in America, and He does not sleep.

All I can think about is William Wilberforce, the great abolitionist. Commissioned by God, he spend year after year after disappointing year fighting for what was right. It was a life spent well. And then things changed... suddenly. I'm counting my own costs right now and long for a life spent well. Oh to be a thorn in the flesh of injustice day after day and never leave.

And then... suddenly