...you'll be doing alright with your christmas of white...

I never have much to say, but words pour from my mouth.
I can't write a song, but I can go deaf.
I dream, but don't believe.
I understand, but I forget.
I love, but I am cold.

Wow so this break has been actually unbelievably boring. Someone call the whaaaaambulance. That's enough of that. I don wonder why break is always so boring.

Man I actually wish I could go to BWC.

God is teaching me things, but I am not grasping them firmly yet.

I think be it the environment I have been in or the people I have been around or simply the person I have become...I think that this has led me to desire a super-charged spiritual life. I mean I want good teaching, all the time, great worship, all the time, great fellowship, all the time, amazing alone times, all the time. I think those desires are appropriate...but man does life fall short. Ok I really can't organize all these thoughts in my head appropriately so I think I will stop there.

If anyone reads this, drop a comment or something. Just curious.

...this is war, like you ain't seen...

Well this night turned out to be a rather pleasant surprise. I was able to chat with some friends (via online messenging), listen to a good sermon (via podcast), and set a little fire to get some things done and move on with life. Having friends to pray for and who will pray for you is really quite sweet. Praise God for that certainly! Listened to a podcast by Mark Driscoll on the Song of Solomon, and man he is terribly insightful and smart. I don't think I can get the things he gets out of the Bible, not to say that is bad, he just brings really good stuff to the table.

I would like to travel the world. Live a life that is scaled way back. Live on the road, maybe be poor for a season. I terribly would love to be in a band and have that be my life. Major obstacles to that: money, talent (which can be developed), creativity (which can be helped along), and other band mates. My dream band...well I am not sure what exactly it would look like. I guess I would like to be in Dustin Kensrue's shoes. For those of you who know me, I know it seems like I talk about him and Thrice alot...but don't worry, I am not making idols. For those of you who are lost as to what I am talking about...Dustin Kensrue is the lead singer of Thrice, my favorite band, who have a very heavy but wide reaching sound. They span a wide gamut of genres in my opinion. Dustin also has a solo project which is very folky and awesome. He is a Christian and his lyrics are so inspiring to me. I would love to be in his shoes for a while. I mean, you know what I mean...I would love to live that life. Only thing that would be cooler is if I had a wife and she was in my solo project...making it not such a solo project. Sweet. I can dream, and I can pray.

Heck, I would also like to just plain travel the world. I think spending a month in a different country and then going on to different countries for like 2 years would be so cool. I think that would be awesome. Oh if only a little thing called money wasn't the...oh how did it go..."the solution and cause to all our problems."

Oh life, you are such a journey.

...can't find my orbit to save my life...

So I am home. Hallelujah. I was so happy to be in my nice big bed last night and actually able to stretch out all the way without my feet hanging over the edge of my bed. That was nice. I recently kind of got into the habit of like sleeping with the covers over my head. I think because I really like it to be really dark when I am sleeping. Anyways...

Still got a bit of stuff left at the apartment, gotta go clean that stuff out and fix up the bikes and such. I really hope I will be able to write a few good songs this break. I think it would be nice to be able to write some heavy stuff, I just need to actually be able to do that though. Yeah, so basicalyl if anyone wants to like form a band with a heavy Thrice like sound with maybe a little folk mixed in and perhaps some Coheed and Cambria type riffage all having heavy spiritual undertones (without being a "Christian" band)...let me know if that sounds sweet.

I have a phone interview with AXA Equitable tomorrow, hopefully that will go well...first phone interview for me.

Being home is nic, although my parents can be super dysfunctional at times. They really need to step outside their selves sometimes and just look at what they say to each other. It hurts me so much to see them fight. Ugh. But can't we say the same thing for ourselves too? I think for myself I just need to be the same person around all people. I think I get myself overly nervous when I shouldn't be.

Oh I wonder where my life will go. I really have no clue whatsoever where I will be in oh, say four years. I think my worry and nervousness about that has faded only by the grace and power of God. I am certainly excited to see where I will be. Who I will be friends with, if I will be in a relationship or not, where I will be working, what I will be doing, what kind of ministry I will be involved in. Man, who knows. Crazy and greater things are certainly yet to come I think. I actually had an interesting thought cross my mind at church this morning. Jesus didn't begin his ministry until he was like thiry years old, give or take. Not to say that my significant impact on the world through God's work with me won't start until I am "x" number of years old...but man it gives me insight on how short sighted I am. Heck, John The Baptist lived in the wilderness for perhaps most of his life as he grew up (see Luke 1...near the end)...he probably spent at least 15-20 years just living in the wild, growing in the Spirit and in strength before he began his ministry. Crazy stuff. Granted Jesus was God (and man...which I was thinking about the other night and that still blows my mind) and John was basically dubbed as the greatest human ever born of woman by Christ...but man, God can do some crazy and awesome things with people. That being said, I think I (and we all) should look to see what God's awesome plan is for us. Now I really am not a fan of Jeremiah 29:11 (gasp! what a heathen!) mainly because I feel it is taken a little out of context, but that is a different story, but we should look and actively seek the plan and path that God has for us. A great lyric (by none other than Dustin Kensrue) goes "find your faith and dive deep". As I heard that lyric and really honed in on it the first time (I missed it because it kind of is put in a song one might not expect it to be in) I really liked it. It definitely meshes with one of my mottos which is to really dig deep and seek out and analyze truth and God. Well that was much more than I planned on writing, but I hope it can bless someone. Ciao.

...find your faith and dive deep...

A few things.

Thrice is always amazing. I thoroughly would love to be a roadie of theirs or just to play with them. Oh to dream a dreamer's dream.

Had a little (big) breakdown today. I really dislike accounting, finance is ok (I could see myself working in finance maybe), but I think I truly believe my passion lies in neither field. I feel such a strong pull to music and being part of a church. Maybe that might include using my business skills for the church, who knows. I really love music though.

I really, really, really hate finals week. I cannot wait to be done.

Psalm 85 and 86 are freaking amazing psalms. They represent and are such a true cry out to God. I like this passage perhaps the best..."Teach me your way, O Lord, that I may walk in your truth; unite my heart to fear your name." Psalm 86:11. I think the fear of the the Lord needs to be cultivated in me big time. Disdain and hatred of sin, and awe and wonder over his divine power. I imagine the fear of the Lord kind of like that.

Friends, once again, thanks for being there for me. I hope I can be there for you when you need all that you have given me.

Still praying Psalm 86:4 fervently...I'll let you look up that one. I use the ESV.

That is about it, back to studying.

...can you see the sky turn red?...

I am thankful for friends. Friends who are there to hear me. Friends who are there who know me better than I know myself at times. Friends who tell me the truth. Friends who have great advice. Friends who are Godly and friends who love me. Thank you friends.

Life has still been difficult, but I think once the semester ends I will have a large weight lifted off my shoulders. Though the weight may be gone, I think I still need to learn not to live with and deal with the weight of college. If I don't I will be doomed to unhappiness I believe.

I really think the majority of most things in life and how I deal with them comes down to my understanding and acceptance of God's grace. I really (really) need to grasp this concept and stop living with guilt. Guilt from sin, or sadness from circumstances. I am loved. I am his workmanship. This is a truly amazing concept and I need to grasp it and live it. Not to say that God hasn't made huge leaps and bounds in my life in the right directions, I just think that as I have been having a very difficult time in my life, I need to look to God and the key thing that he has done and the main thing that he is about.

...mark me with fear and trembling, send someone else instead...

A short excerpt from my journal:

"Will I second guess everything?
Will I succumb to pessimism in relationships with girls?
Will I ever default to happiness?
When will my worry go away?
Will I give in and do what I want to do with my career?
Will I trust God with my future?
Will I be truly free from sin, or at least live like it?
Will I ever evangelize?
Will I have actions that match my words and my thoughts?
Will I stop being scared?
Will I ever take action?"

Life is tough. Today was tough. Praise God though for the twenty minutes I had to lay down, listen to worship songs and give God praise.

...i want to write the perfect song, and play it just for you...

Are things looking up? Perhaps. Regardless of my situation, no matter how good or bad life treats me, no matter the blessings or trials I receive from God, I must remain in humble praise. My blessings might all be a figment of my imagination currently; we will see about that.

I can't wait for break so I can:
1. Jam with my new amp which is currently on its way to me (Line 6 Vetta).
2. Compile all the lyrics I have written and try and put them together with the chord progressions and riffs I have written.
3. Hang out with my family.
4. Hang out with my (newfound?) Syracuse friends.
5. Go to NYC and see some friends and chill on Wall Street for a while.
6. Begin all the internship applications for this next round.

Well I think that is partially a to-do list for me...lets see how much of it I get done.

I think I love basically every lyric of every song that Thrice has written...here is a little something I am enjoying currently, it is part of the song "T&C".

'Cause we're all in the same machine
each one with his own broken dreams
passion gives way to failure
so let's all try and understand
you take my hand and I'll take yours
you take my hand and I'll take yours
take my hand and I'll take yours
let our passion bleed...

...no regrets, just rebirth, move forward, and ignite...

Regardless of my situation, in any time, in any moment, God has given me the greatest gift to give. Salvation. Salvation from a loving, deeply personal, and relational God who is interested in me. No matter my food, my clothes, the roof over my head, I have salvation. Though I am downtrodden I will see a glorious light. Though I may have no companion, I am not alone. He is my first, he is my foremost. Who can measure up to the Christ? Set aside the pain, the old is gone, I am set apart, I am ignited.

...i walk with eyes closed tight through monuments of grace...

I was in a moment when the world was shut out. Shut out of my mind. It on the outside, I on the inside. What a moment. It was as if the music shut me in, silenced me, brought me in. I was so enclosed in this peaceful area, in time, in space. My pen and the page flicker with inspiration. I find time to be entirely focused, yet entirely free.

So I was at ACCESS which is Northside Baptist's ministry for youth and college people; young adults in general. At this meeting, amongst floods of other thoughts, truths, and emotions, I found a amazing sense of isolation as the band finished their music set list as the rest of the crowd was dismissing. It was such peace and entanglement in the music and the moment and God. How wonderful. How simply wonderful. What peace.

I figured I would crank out a simple blog entry before I finished the last (?) major assignment I had for the semester. I always write in this the instant before I need to do work. Procrastination is productive to blogging. Go figure. Procrastination is my muse! Well that would be a laughable situation I think. I digress...
So I will be living at home next semester and commuting I have decided. I think my parents want to remodel our attic above our garage into a expanded room for myself. I wouldn't mind that. Being at home next semester should be pretty cool. I will save a ton of money and I might perhaps live there next year. I would be able to start saving again which would be awesome. I love my family dearly and really want to get to know them more and be able to help build them up.

Onto something more heavy on my heart. Confusion, indecision, fear, weakness, and uncertainty. Faith, growth, hope, and brokenness. All these things I feel and am experiencing, for better and for worse. As I wonder whether to write what comes next or to simply bottle this all back up inside and leave my mind to the mercy of my thoughts, I do realize that I worry far too much about things. I hide myself from the world at times. I am very free to express my feelings about many things, but I am severely reserved in...certain aspects.

But all other things shall fade away
While love stands alone and still holds sway
All other things shall fade away
Into the ground, into the grave

As I was thinking, this song naturally came up, bringing me to rethink things. This is not the place to talk about this.

...tidings of comfort and joy...

Once again, the winter comes, and once again, a certain joy returns to me, a joy, a happiness, a gladness to be alive that only rings through the silent muffled snow covered nights. I enjoy winter. Can you imagine the perfect winter night? I would have walked outside, donned my scarf and mittens, craned my neck to the sky and basked in the beauty of the slowly falling jumbo snowflakes. No wind, the night is simply silent and hushed by the snow. The streetlight shines on the snowflakes as if they were tiny mirrors. Winter is good. 

So life has been pretty good. I have joy. I do struggle and suffer in life though. These things will fade away and I am certainly now free in Christ Jesus. That is all I have to say about that.

Just ordered a Thrice live DVD. Cannot wait for that to get here. Also I am about to buy Dustin Kensrue's Christmas album which is phenomenal in my opinion. Great. 

Christ is savior and the beauty of this world.

...won't you break free?...

Well I am having an absolute identity crisis, no, rather a...ah I don't know what to call it. Let's just say that I am at a crossroads in my life. Granted, this crossroad exists mainly in my head. Holy moly I am totally freaking out. 

Ok so here is the deal. One path (and I am making this cut and dry, one thing or the other, and not considering grey areas right now because...well maybe there are no grey areas for me right now) as I was saying, one path has me graduating college, going to work (hopefully if I can even get a job) with an accounting or finance firm, and working for quite a while. My other path that I see is (and this sounds absolutely radical, a dream, and crazy as I write this down) that I basically start a band and be a musician. Holy crap that is so vague and I have no clue what that might look like in the future. The mystery intrigues me though. It certainly would make me trust the Lord more. I certainly would not choose that path for that reason alone of course. Basically a passion, a flame, inside me is being stoked and growing for music. I really want to write songs and just get better at my instruments (voice, guitar, drums, keys, etc.). I can't seeminlgy kick this passion and I really want to pursue it. Holy crow. What am I going to do? Will I make a black and white decision? Is this where God wants me to go? MY HEAD ASPLODE. I don't know what to do! Holy guacamole. I was just watching a Hillsong YouTube video and I was thinking, well I want to be and do that. Now I want to DO that. I mean I want to write and sing songs with a purpose, with passion, with depth, with golry for God! 

Help. I am three years into an accounting and finance degree and I enjoy my studies (not necesicarily the classes) and I can envision going into this field when I graduate. I think the Lord can use me there. However, I do not feel a emotional passion like the one I feel for music. Help.

...in the desert, he was there...

Well, big surprise, I am writing in this whilst I procrastinate. Let's see I basically have an audit test Tuesday that will more than likely not shred all confidence I have academically. I love accounting.

Enough of the snarky sarcasm, it really doesn't do any good. 

This semester has been difficult. Life has been difficult. There are so many questions floating, flying, crashing in my head that I don't really feel peaceful too often. That must change. Christ gives all-surpassing peace that should blow away anything this world throws at me. I love the latter chapters of John (14+) they contain so much straight from the mouth of the Lord that it is naturally bound to have greatness.

Wow, I am tired. Ok forget the rest of what I wanted to type about, I need to rest. Maybe later.

...i've given about all that i can give, in your hands...

Well it certainly does not feel good now nor ever when you lay your hopes on things only to see them come crashing down. Is this the beginning of the end of my plans? Will God tear me away from my uncertainties and lead me to where he wants me? I do not know what to do. I seem to be locked in this career path. The money drawn from my parent's savings, the time invested, the lack of time left, what is it for? I am clueless and stained with tears. Where do I go? Do I abandon all that I have come to? Do I give it all away? Do I sacrifice what was not mine in vain? Another identity crisis. Is money the stumbling block? Do I believe that God can't take care of my laibilities if I abandon this path and go to a different path I think he might have for me? 

Hope still remains. I only have three more chances. If I don't get an internship then I must believe that this is not where I am supposed to be. Perhaps this is a test. My eyes are on you God. Your move.

Life is not easy.

...it seems my life is always under par...

Wow, what a day. What begins as a relaxing morning with a decent amount of time spent seeking God and thoroughly enjoying the leaves falling or rather snowing down, well goodness it can turn very bad, very fast. Is it bad that I actually care about my grades and want to be able to learn from my professors? To clarify, I received two tests back today and they were slightly below the class average and far below my expectations. Perhaps one of the greatest things I hate in this world is when you do nearly all that you can do to prepare for something and still fall short. This genuinely makes me feel very stupid. I know I perhaps was far too harsh on myself today, but when I face teachers who frustrate me to no end, I feel there is no other escape. I was thinking awful things earlier. Awful. I loathed professors, I loathed myself, I questioned my existence, I hurt. 

I asked God to get me through the day today with safety and comfort, but alas if trials are in store for me if it is in His will, let them not be withheld. It almost seems at time God gives me the slightest glimpse into the future at times. I do not feel right now that accounting or finance is my passion right now. This scares me. I have no other way to say this, but what the hell am I going to do with my life? Dropping out, transferring, and any other option to terminate the path I am already on are far out of the picture.

Right now, and recently, life has been very difficult. Life has been difficult. I have no clue whatsoever how Job dealt with even a fraction of what happened to him. I am weak. God's word says that his power is made perfect in weakness. I am feeling awfully weak.

...i'm building a time machine, to take my time...

Yet again in the midst of so many things to do, mainly study for two hellish accounting exams (audit and intermediate accounting two), I write in this. 

My mind is too occupied for what I want my life to be like. That probably makes no sense, and I am almost sure I could reword it better. I never have any time to decompress or just think about God. Never enough time for what I want it seems. I almost can't wait until I get out of college. Maybe I won't go straight into the workforce, but as soon as I just though that, lovely student loans popped into my head. Perhaps I can pay them off before I graduate. I am burdened. I feel alot of weight on my shoulders. It truly is only God who is getting me through all of this. Yes, I am not living in complete satisfaction with my life now, but I feel pretty darn content. I do want things. I want the abillity to have some truly free time. I almos wish I was back in Peru. It was so relaxing there. I don't know how people who do not have Christ live a life as busy or busier than mine. It must seem so meaningless. It seems there are things that I cannot express at all or I rather don't want to but can only be expressed by a sigh that breathes an ounce of sadness and a pound of pressure. Sigh.

I love music and the release it gives me. Good music. Naturally, Thrice. I eagerly await when I will be able to scream out all of my pains and fears onto that concert floor amidst the waves of bodies. 

I want to be part of God's action right now. I want to be in the middle of his plans and workings. I want to be part of what he is doing, who he is saving. I don't want to be an onlooker or a seeker anymore. I want to be there.

May I seek love and acceptance and attention from God above all people, things, and authorities.

...refine hate and love, fall afresh on me...

My prayer is that God would create love and hate in me. I pray that every aspect of my life would reflect how the Lord lived, and lives. If anyone caught the reference in the title, Thrice's "Identity Crisis" is a extremely accurate representation of how I feel most of the time. John 14:21 says: "Whoever has my commandments and keeps them, he it is who loves me. And he who loves me will be loved by my Father, and I will love him and manifest myself to him." I won't explain or comment on that. Read it, if anyone reads this.

That is my short update in the middle of my procrastinating.

...if knowledge is power, know this is tyranny...

This is going to be a political post...partially.

I am not 100% sure of who I will vote for in this upcoming election currently. I think I will not vote for Barack Obama, because on the basis of each person's political philosophy, I clash strongly with him. He is a very good politician and it seems the media and general masses are infatuated with him. I don't terribly like that. I know the media is terribly biased and I basically loathe all of the major networks who perpetuate foolish stories, ridiculous rhetoric, and terrible bias. Basically, everyone who is insanely biased, ignorant, or dumb enough to not even talk about the opposing candidate without freaking out is a fool in my eyes. Also, rather annoying. I think that is all the politics for now I will blab about.

I am thankful for life. My friends are really great. Life is pretty darn good. The little things are great. I think that is all that I have for now.

...will i trust you, will i trust you to carry me through?

In the midst of a time when I should be doing many other things, I blog. That is a half truth, I am doing some needed uploading of music onto my computer though and alot of reorganizing.

Have you ever been so scared of something that you don't believe it happened to you or you saw it? You were almost in denial? When my eyes truly saw what this world is capable of, I almost didn't believe it. I almost denied that this world could be that corrupt. It is. This world is more corrupt than you know and we live in a place where demons are ever present it seems. But there is a battle happening. A battle unseen, a battle felt, a battle constant. Between the ultimate holiness and the ultimate corruption. We are all affected by this battle. We are in it and we are the victims and soldiers.

So I moved into my apartment recently and I enjoy it very much. I still feel so different after Peru. God has moved so much in my life that I can never look at things the same. If I had not been changed by Peru I certainly would have been doing something wrong.

If anyone reads this, drop a comment.

...this lesson you'd do well not to forget...

I hate my sin. Gahhhh. That really is it. Sanctification is not easy. I (in my humanity) suck alot. Not saying that all depressed or such, but I just suck. Also the bloody light bulbs in my fan keep flickering on and off. Bah.

Ever since I came back from Peru I feel just odd. I really want some alone time. Like a-l-o-n-e time. I am talking like a week of nothing. But, I have to move into my apartment, get worship stuff ready, make money and henceforth do work. I need a little decompression time. I guess that is the right word for it now.

Also this dang computer needs fixin'.

...i know the storms, they will sweep me away...

So I just looked through probably a few hundred Facebook pictures of myself, just reminiscing the past. It really is amazing to see how time flies and how things only a year ago seem like so very, very long ago. I hope this summer with my time in Peru will be a major landmark in my life. I hope I really am truly changed.

My parents arrive on Sunday and I can't wait to see them, it has been far too long. I miss them and love them and hope to be able to show my gratitude for them more than I ever have before.

I had dinner with Lorae last night and that was fantastic. It was so nice to enjoy a nice meal, a great friend, and a fantastic night in NYC. I also got to see Emily when I got back to Kyle's apartment. That was a good time.

What happened to the friends who have fallen away?

...i'm in a New York state of mind...

So here I am in NYC. As I return from Peru I cannot fully appreciate my new love and hatred for humanity. It is such an interesting dynamic that I feel about the essence that makes us who we are. On one hand I love humanity. I love how we can relate to others and the fact that we all have emotions and a soul and an image made in the likeness of God himself. I have prayed over the past year that God would, as Dustin Kensrue of Thrice puts it, "refine hate and love." I certainly feel a love for people now more than ever. I am not sure exactly how or if the conditions and living in Peru gave me this new found love, but I know it is of God. I see people and I just realize their pains and their joys and their desperate need for a Savior. I see people and I see their complete joy and sufferings living in the comforting hands of God. I am learning how to love. Certainly if I do not have love, I have nothing.

I hate as well. I hate humanity and the essence of humanity at times. I hate our frailness, rebellion, and stubbornness. I hate this in myself and others. I know I do not hate the person though, for this would be a grave sin. I hate most of all sin. Is not this simple word the characteristic of our world and does not all downfall, pain, and death come from this simple word? It is interesting to see that God would allow sin. How can we realize redemption without something to be redeemed from? If I do not hate that which is evil, I do not align myself with a utmost important characteristic of the Most High God.

God certainly has fallen afresh on me (to steal more of Thrice's lyrics...I am such a fanboy) this summer.

I think I will try and go get my computer fixed and get these bug bites to stop itching.

Adios.

...these mountains will move themselves...

So here I am in the middle of the Andes Montañas (Mountains) in the ancient capital city of the Incans, Cusco. It is a nice city, most of the streets are one way, paved with bricks, and covered with a constant flock of people. The hustle and bustle of a relatively large Peruvian city is nice, that should prepare me for my short stay in NYC.

This summer has been quite an experience. I got to see many people come to know Christ and see some people´s lives turned around bigtime. Mine included. I am never good at putting those kind of things into words, give me a few months and it will be better, but I will try anyways.

So this summer I realized that as much as I don´t want to put forth the full effort at times, God is to be strived for with everything we have and everything we are at all times. We Christians must pray and share the Gospel with the lost. How can we not? It is to ignore the main plan of God! I speak only in terms of one who is preaching, but Christians: we are already safe in the arms of the Father. For what reason should we not pray first and foremost for the lost who are currently, right now, trapped and enslaved in their sin and under the rule of Satan? For what reason should we not tell them, at any cost, the good news and salvation that is in Christ Jesus? How is it that we live idle and go among and only perhaps share the Gospel with people perhaps when they ask us bluntly about it? I speak to myself as much as I am to all who are reading this. As for ourselves, what is our reason for not spending time with the creator of the universe daily? Jesus calls us to take up our crosses daily and follow him. How can we follow him if we do not know him? Can one blind man lead another? I ask that with a dual purpose. How can we follow the straight and narrow path God has set before us and how can we lead others on that path if we do not see the one who is lighting it? Does not the Psalmist say that his word is a lamp to our feet and a light unto our path? The Word brings us closer to God! How many revelations have I received from simple and convicting words from the Bible? Inummerable. Also, what wisdom and revalation can we receive from God if we are not communicating with Him? I am afraid to answer that. At times when I have not prayed in a while, it might be a day, and hour, or a few days, when I close my eyes and talk with the Father, the one who made me and gave me everything I have, I find peace and joy. Let this be an exhoration to your life and mine.

Wow that seemed preachy. I guess I was talking to myself really. That is what I learned this summer, more or less.

Tell me are you free?

Well here I am in Lima, Peru. Viva la Peru! It is their independence day today. I just am finishing up with the longest missions trip I have been on so far in my life. I guess you could consider life itself a missions trip in a way if you think about it. What more can you have once you have Christ? I was reading Ephesians 1 earlier today and although as I read through the Bible this summer I saw many things proclaiming how great God´s mercy is on us and how he lavishes it on all those who he loves, I really came to appreciate this reiteration of God´s love and sacrifice for us in that chapter. As Psalm 146 (or 136, I might be completely off) says ¨Give thanks to the Lord for he is good, his steadfast love endures forever.¨

Matt and I this summer talked a lot. We, overall, were quite hilarious. It was a very good summer. I do wonder, as I have before, when (if) I will find the girl I am to marry. Hmm. That´s all I have to say about that.

So I am going to go find some food right now, probably some ceviche which is raw fish ¨cooked¨ in lime and lemon juice. It is pretty good. If you are a fan of sushi and ever have a chance to try it, do it. Later I am going to a debriefing for the summer and then flying to Cusco to got to Machu Picchu, one of the seven wonders of the world (I think).

Hello and goodbye.