Out Here Hope Remains

There is hope for the helpless ... Cry Out To Jesus. -- Third Day

Friday, August 27, 2004

you didn't know what you were doing

welcome, to the mind of the wild card. the garbage dump of my subconscious directly to web access. nothing negative, just loading and unloading copious amounts of thoughts daily, like a waste truck, but without all the stench and mess. well, I screwed that up. I’d like to make a big splash this morning and tell you all something really spiritual about hope and jesus—I think though that all I got this morning is a death grip on my own hope, desperately trying to get through the day. I’ll have to just depend on Joel. When we meet for lunch today he’ll stir a thought I may share with you. wait, that’s it. here is your simple daily affirmation from the odd ways of me: extend your reach beyond what you can handle; bite off more than you can chew; then you’ll always be stretched and full; and loving God too. (for the one or two of you who aren't yet educted in webdings...sad...here's the translation) welcome, to the mind of the wild card. the garbage dump of my subconscious directly to web access. nothing negative, just loading and unloading copious amounts of thoughts daily, like a waste truck, but without all the stench and mess. well, I screwed that up. I’d like to make a big splash this morning and tell you all something really spiritual about hope and jesus—I think though that all I got this morning is a death grip on my own hope, desperately trying to get through the day. I’ll have to just depend on Joel. When we meet for lunch today he’ll stir a thought I may share with you. wait, that’s it. here is your simple daily affirmation from the odd ways of me: extend your reach beyond what you can handle; bite off more than you can chew; then you’ll always be stretched and full; and loving God too.