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There is a small part of me that regrets being who I was and doing what I did that caused us to be where we are right now. If I could only turn back the hands of time.

Dywane Wade, ASG MVP

I've had my week off.
I've eaten all the pho I wanted.
I've slacked off on P90x and given my body a good rest.
I've grown comfortable wearing baggy shirts to cover up my rolling hills.

But that was last week.

Playing basketball has woken up my thirst for self-improvement once again.
My inability to shoot 100% from the field and to burn high school kids off a cross-over has fueled my fire.
It is time to regain my speed and agility. It is time to get some quality hang time. It's time to increase my endurance. It's time to shape up.

I am re-motivated!

True Love

I found it. My true love.
Pho.
I <3 pho.
There I said it. Proclaimed it.
Feed me pho!!!!!!!!!

Bejeweled

The closer I get to God, the more I understand His holiness and His goodness, the more inadequate I feel about myself. The more I see the extent and depth of His love, the more my love becomes menial.

If holiness is truly this, then I am far from holy.
If love is truly this, then I am far from love.
If goodness is truly this, then I am far from goodness.
If grace is truly this, then I am far from gracious.

All I can do is stand in amazement at who You are. I can feel self pity for not being able to achieve the stature that is You, but then I remember that You paid the price so that You could allow me to be that stature through You even though every cell in my body is not.

Thank You.

Mmm.

Sigh... sometimes this seems unbearably difficult.

Why do I always strive for the unachievable? Already knowing that the fall will be even harder and more painful.