Things That Make You Go Hmmmm

The wedding last night was BEAUTIFUL! Denise looked incredible and everything was just perfect. We had a blast dancing at the reception and seeing lots of friends. It was an odd collision of all my worlds. I performed the ceremony but it was full of performers from all over. I really enjoyed it because I really love Denise and Jeff and I believe God brought them together.

Now, back to the title of this blog post...

Maddie loves playing "concentration"...a card game that exercises your memory muscles. I am trying to figure out her strategy. She is freakishly good at it. And she told me yesterday that if she thinks real hard her eyes can see what's on the other side of the card. Um...ahem. So, I said, "Prove it." And...she did...like 12 times. She's got some system...and it's my goal to figure it out. (She TOTALLY got my competitive gene). The girl beats me hard--every time.

For the last week there has been a chorus of birds that began their arias around 4am- right outside our bedroom window. Yesterday I mentioned that it made me want to join the NRA and I had fantasies about 4:30am of strangling each little precious bird. God help me. I'm pretty sure the birds overheard our conversation because, for no reason, this morning there was silence. Ahhhhhh.

This morning Michael Easley continued the series at Fellowship on 1 Thessalonians. He taught today from chapter 4. I've always thought that was a curious little chapter. After my father died, I read it over and over. I'm curious to see what your thoughts are on it. Anyone wanna step out there? Michael offered several different theological viewpoints and then shared his leaning. Interesting.

And, finally...(get your tomatoes ready to throw at me)...this whole Susan Boyle thing. Well...it's a phenomenon for sure. I've heard people say it's the most inspiring thing they've ever seen. Some have said it's because she has faced so many trials in her life and now is getting her just reward. It IS inspiring to hear what she has been through...her selflessness in the face of great difficulty. I can't imagine that anyone would ever discount her heart and precious spirit. But, after the 100th time I got an email saying it was the best thing they'd ever seen... I have to say (and no offense)...but her voice makes me go hmmmm. I totally get the inspiring story and the emotional impact of that. But I don't get the voice. Am I crazy?? (wait..that's a rhetorical question.)