in the past seven days, i have been working on 3 or 4 hours of sleep each night, which isn't really very good for a body. maybe that is why, when i get back to the hotel room at 3 am, i find myself starting to put on makeup. maybe that is why it feels so good to be home.

my head is still reeling from faithwalkers. God is good and big and likes to challenge me. i was refreshed, but it felt more like raw exposure than anything else. it cut down deep and good. the worship was such an incredible experience. 2200 people poured their hearts out at the same time in the same room. that is such an honest thing. joy whitney made me feel like a big baby all over again (the whitney's are good at doing that) and now i am just excited for change. i am excited for that big scary word commitment, and what it's going to do with my life. God is my constant. that is all i need to hold on to, that is all i will ever need.