I'm heading down to Rachel's today I think. I haven't seen Brayden since he was born, and three months is way too long.

I have two or three people that are trying to set me up with different girls. Come on people. Really?

I've been thinking a good bit about community and changing the way I live to be more intentional about things.  Things seems like a rather ambiguous term, but what do you expect from me. Rob says I am about as easy to nail down as Jello™.

"As long as you have a problem, putting a patch on will not fix the problem. The problem is still there. Sooner or later the patch will break and the problem will still be there. You have to fix the problem."

I need to go to work.

It's 3:06 and all is well. I should be asleep, but I'm not. I did talk about an hour and a half with Katie tonight which was cool. It kind of made me think of some things I miss....

• I miss being a kid, and the innocence and purity.
• I miss how much I loved Jesus back then
• I miss Africa, and the kids, and the poverty of the flesh but wealth of the soul
• I miss Atlanta, the people, and the passion
• I miss waking up early in the morning to pray
• I miss the phone calls every night last summer
• I miss the time between jobs were I was relaxed
• I miss being sure about things
• I miss the prostitutes at church and Churches Chicken, the drug addicts and alcoholics in Gainesville, and Peaches (where ever he may be and whatever he may be singing)
• I miss Deep End
• I miss watching the sun rise, and watching it set
• I miss wine and cigarettes on back porches
• I miss my close friends, my family
• I miss George, Chrissy, Dana, Emily, Billy and the rest who are with Jesus
• I miss drinking coffee, but not as much as I thought I would
• I miss the desire to write

I am learning to love my neighbor and to live by the golden rule
But it’s so hard when I’ve been lied to
I feel like a fool forgiving a fool

It ain’t easy learning to love like you

I am learning to be faithful with the little that I have
To do like Jesus and turn the tables
To give it all to get nothing back

It ain’t easy leaning to love like you

By P. O´Hara