of tweet and retweet

Tweet

and Retweet 

were sitting on a boat. 

Tweet fell of and who was left? 

twitter.

Retweet's imaginary friend. 

You see, Retweet and Twitter have almost the 

same amount of letters, which means they are almost identical in strength.

and if Retweet was silly enough to create an imaginary friend 

nearly as strong as himself, this suggests to me that

Twitter would soon grow into an irreplaceable

 presence in the mind of Retweet, so that one day Retweet

would eventually give in to the strength of his friend.

And what better time for Twitter to take 

advantage of this weakness than 

when  Retweet had his back

turned, busy with

pushing off 

Tweet?

Easter

  Today was the best Easter I remember. I got up early and read the 20th chapter of John.  Mary was the first one at the grave...I wondered how much sorrow she must have felt, been bowed down with as she went there that morning.  Then getting there and thinking someone had taken his body...But when we he said her name...'Jesus saith unto her, Mary. She turned herself, and saith unto him, Rabboni; which is to say, Master.'
    I like how John never speaks of himself in the first person, but refers to himself most of the time throughout his account as 'that other disciple whom Jesus loved', or 'the other disciple'.  The urgency he and Peter had in reaching the sepulchre 'So they ran both together: and the other disciple did outrun Peter, and came first to the sepulchre...'  Makes me want to be more that way in my relationship with Christ.

  Daddy was blessed this morning to preach an incredible message on our victorious Savior.  Then we had 35 people over to our house and we all ate lunch together.  Caleb Apollo caught bugs and told us about the first time he held a baby and how he thought the kid's head had snapped.  Ahh!! And the weather today was perfect. Absolutely.  Sweet, light air.  Honeysuckles in thick vines by the house and garden.  It's just been one of those incredible days, tailored just so in all the right ways to make it sublime.

oh my dawn.

    I hear Dawn getting onto herself.  She's sitting across the house in her indian suit, and I'm in the bathroom getting ready for work, but all the doors are open between us so we can hear each other.
 "I DON'T NEED HELP ON THIS PROBLEM!!!"
 "What's the matter, Pocadawnkis?"
"Nothing's the matter!!!  I'm just stupid enough not to get this problem right.  I've been going on with this problem for a while and - It's 25x4...The easiest problem in the world!!!  But I was all like, "... 4x5, carry the 2, whatever...and then I got the answer and I thought..'hey..i know this..YEAH!  I DO know this!! I'm so Dumb! I'm the dumbest person on the planet!!!  Broge, what should I wear to fish in?  I could be super redneck and wear my Georgia Bulldog shirt with my fly fishing vest.'
  

hard

go hard after Christ,
  don't look back and don't let luggage weigh you down.  don't let friends who are wearing the race tag, but are merely lounging on the sidelines, draw you in to sit down or to sway your ambition. go hard! push to the limit - where your lungs are burning, your breath short, your legs weak - keep running. and don't think the people on the sides who are taking this easy have anything better to offer you. they don't.
  our goal is beyond this place- keep focused.  the more we run, the more we sweat, the less we care about our material worth and all that is noble, lasting, worthwhile is ever before our eyes becoming our most beautiful desire. that quenching well away from this heat, that cool forest away from this desert. keep pushing, pressing, looking further. keep running.

challenge to self

let your forgiveness be won 

as easily as your love;

the wrong done

against you be

forgotten 

as easily as the good
done to you was
remembered.

dawn's dreams win

dawn and i were doing some work at the table. she said,

'what would have made my dream even better would have been

if saruman had had a long southern drawl,

but as it were - 

hey!  i actually got the chance to use that phrase in a real sentence!'

'think it'd be, "as it was", dawn.' 

'what? no!  you go look it up in the books. it's what the hobbits used all the time. 

but anyways, as it were, he only bought you flowers and

had a crush on you.'

reminder.

'Contentment comes from communing with God.
It is the product of resting in Him.'
                         
                                             - mama

st. valentine's

valentine's day is the bomb. 

 the pinks and reds are like dissonances, 

and it's fun to watch the guys in the stores grabbing 

boxes and crinkly bundles of flowers.

i imagine their women being very happy.

today an older guy came up beside me

as i was walking on the side walk.

golf cap, black jacket, black cane,

he smiled and winked and said 

happy valentine's day. i said it back to him and asked him if he 

had any special plans?

'Nah. Nothin except gonna go home, drink a little wine

listen to some music.

Whitney, Ray....'

i came home to cards.

on my bed and nightstand and table.

moriah wrote me a card

and diagrammed the sentence.

i knew grammar was

 paying off.

mama made chickin

 fettucini, salad, green beans

fruit salad,

cheesecake...

yeah. 

mom is awesome.

goodnight.

oh. 

and daddy's input on love for today was

'Son, cookin' meat is kinda like

loving a woman.

Ya gotta think about these things before hand.

Ya gotta prepare for it...

gotta marinate it, 

butter it up...

You gotta give it some lovin'...'

so there it is. now you know the secret.

happy cookin.

saturday evening post

   It's been so windy today.  I think that's part of why my skin has felt so dry and itchy, but Dawn gave me a reproving look, asked to see my arm, then went out of my room.  She came back with her Health book and pointed to a paragraph concerning cocaine and the side effects.  Dawn was certain I was suffering from hallucinations and was itching only because I thought bugs were crawling over me.
  "Look at your arm, Gabe." and she pointed to the needle prick in my arm from having  blood drawn a few days previous.
"It's evidence against you," she said, and went away.

Whenever Daddy types questions in google, sends an e-mail, or posts an article to the internet he always says, "I'm putting it out on the world wide web."

 

If you ever need a workout video, we have a great one 

from the 80's. 

I say this lovingly. Endearingly.

I was born in the 80's.

All the women are middle - aged, have on pastel tights

frizzed, curled hair,

and mid-calf socks. 

The music is techno, like an ancient video game,

and your hardest workout will be your abs.

But you should try it.

Exercise For Life

and you'll be amazed. 

ah. goodnight saturday.  

p.s. anne and chris and i had a wall squatting contest.

anne and i stayed up for 2.23,

but chris won. 

7 minutes.

go you.

  

dear tuesday.

If I were a king, I'd sit on my throne

and order people around and 

draw maps.

If I were a queen I'd sit on my throne

and order the servants around

and drink punch.

If I were a princess, I'd ...well, I don't like princesses anyways,

so I wouldn't be one.

If I were a prince, I'd learn how to fight

and order people around

and think about being King one day.

                 - dawn.

I'm determined to read 'Sense and Sensibility.  

Some days...goodness.  I want to laugh so hard.

Today I sat down in a booth at Chickfila and was eating my lunch

when a guy with a mushroom shirt sat down about 3 booths down facing me. 

Now, it was afternoon - past rush lunch hour, and the

place was in the calm-between-meals time.

Well, he sat down, and

I wanted to laugh so badly because it felt like we were at a long table

- one of the old kinds they would've had in a great house. 

It was quiet too.

Really quiet. 

So when his bag crinkled and when I took off the lid to my sauce, it was 

all louder than usual. And then, after about  five minutes

I did laugh.

And then he looked up and laughed too.

'This isn't awkward at all, is it?'

'Nope.'

I guess we all think we have the coolest siblings, right?  

except......

i really do think 

i do.