Books Finished in 2019

55 finished; 26 nonfiction; 31 audiobooks

Unveiling Grace by Lynn K. Wilder - a great audiobook about a family's journey through and out of Mormonism; very informative about life as a Mormon; inspiring to hear Jesus and the Gospel exalted

Joy by Abigail Santamaria - an audiobook about C.S. Lewis' wife; definitely gritty in its biographical realism

Nine Months with Cerian: Perfectly Human by Sarah C. Williams - one woman's journey through a pregnancy that she knows will end in death but how life is valuable no matter what

The Dime That Lasted Forever by Rochunga Pudaite - the true story behind the man in Beyond the Next Mountain, a missionary movie I watched often growing up; definitely inspiring spiritually; I read this in Hawaii! It helped turn my heart more towards the Lord.

Where the Fire Falls by Karen Barnett - a fictional story set in Yosemite National Park and Camp Curry

A Song Unheard by Roseanna M. White - the 2nd novel in an historical fiction series about a family of thieves who turn to Christ and fall in love; great story

An Hour Unspent by Roseanna M. White - the 3rd novel in the above series

Ember Rising by S.D. Smith - absolutely fantastic series with an amazing narrator; this book was more violent than the preceding two installments

The Hardest Peace by Kara Tippets - written by a woman who was dying

Party of One by Joy Beth Smith - a book about singleness by a single who really seems to have her finger on the pulse of today's singleness

The Jungle Book - I finally read the book the Disney movie was based on...it's nothing like the movie :-P I really enjoyed it and the accompanying other short stories, especially Rikki Tikki Tavi

Mission Impossible by Marilyn Laszlo - missionary story of a lady who never married and who devoted her years to translating the Bible in Papua New Guinea; worth re-reading

No One Ever Asked by Katie Ganshert - a novel that explores prejudice; worth re-reading

Around the World in 80 Days - another classic; twas different than expected; he just goes from place to place and doesn't experience much of the world!

Between Silk and Cyanide by Leo Marks - funny and terribly interesting account by a WW2 codebreaker but with a ridiculous amount of language and crude humor; do not recommend

Glorious Weakness by Alia Joy - a meandering memoir/Christian living by a blogger I used to follow who used to be a missionary kid, is half-Asian, is bipolar, and I think is a social justice advocate?; I'd like to re-read it

Unplanned by Abby Johnson - the story of one woman's journey into and out of Planned Parenthood; riveting

Monuments Men by Robert Edsel - true story of tracking down and reclaiming art stolen by the Nazis; a bit long-winded but very interesting

These are the Generations by Mr. and Mrs. Bae, published by Voice of the Martyrs - the story of a family from North Korea and how the Gospel filtered through down to each generation despite the absence of Bibles, etc.; definitely informed and sparked my interest about North Korea

A Heart Set Free by Janet S. Grunst - an audiobook novel narrated by Cecily White about a woman who comes over by ship to the frontier of Virginia; similar to Love Comes Softly

A River in Darkness by Masaji Ishikawa - the true story of a South Korean who was taken to North Korea as a boy and later escaped; a hopeless story because he was without Christ

Hiding in the Light by Rifqa Bary - the true story of a Muslim girl who becomes a disciple of Jesus while living in a Muslim family; absolutely inspiring

Far Side of the Sea by Kate Breslin - a mystery/romance novel set during WW1

The Butterfly Effect by Andy Andrews - super short story about how any one person's life has a huge effect

True Love Dates by Debra Fileta - a relationship book that was really good

The Insanity of God by Nick Ripken - crazy accounts of how Christians remained faithful under persecution from the perspective of a missionary searching for answers

The North Side Gang by Charles River Editors - short book about Chicago history/Al Capone's rival gang

Educated by Tara Westover - the depressing memoir of a 30 something year old's journey out of a family who isolated themselves from society, government, education, and medicine

The Great Fire by Jim Murphy - a short but intriguing book (published by Scholastic) about the Great Chicago Fire; totally interesting

Jane by the Book by Pepper Basham - a romance novel; interesting writing; see books by same author below

Blink by Ted Dekker - a re-read; this is the novel I say taught me to think differently about the theological debate about if God knows the future, do we have choice

A Summer of Dreams by Elizabeth Camden - this novella introduced me to a new favorite fiction author

Beyond All Dreams by Elizabeth Camden

From This Moment by Elizabeth Camden

With Every Breath by Elizabeth Camden

Toward the Sunrise by Elizabeth Camden - and then there were no more audiobooks on my library app and I was ready for a break from her style

Annie Oakley: Woman at Arms by Courtney Ryley Cooper - a biography written by a contemporary; very interesting; Annie Oakley was an interesting and noble woman

Number of Love by Roseanne M. White - a novel that picks up where the series mentioned above by the same author left off; I love this character--she thinks differently than most--she thinks in numbers

Argo: How the CIA and Hollywood Pulled Off the Most Audacious Rescue in History by Antonio Mendez and Matt Baglio - that subtitle definitely overdramatized this true account of how a few were rescued during the Iran hostage crisis; still, very informative (though I zoned out a bit at the beginning--it was slow to get to the action) about a time of history I knew nothing about; don't recommend (language)

Second Impressions by Pepper Basham - novel; do not recommend; Christian fiction where characters toy with temptation

Facade by Pepper Basham - novel; decided not to read this author anymore 

Little Women by Louisa May Alcott - wonderful re-read; highly recommend ;)

Now and Then and Always by Melissa Tagg - mystery and romance novel with plaid shirts and an inn that needs rescuing

Ring of Secrets by Roseanna M. White - romance, spy novel

50 Children by Steven Pressman - true story of how a Jewish couple in the States fanangle the impossible and bring 50 children from Nazi Germany and Austria over to America, fighting United States immigration laws the whole way; completely new information to me; oddly similar to today's immigration issues (not taking a stance with that statement, but the similarities made me pause and compare the two)

A Moveable Feast by Ernest Hemingway - my first Hemingway; LOVED his style; the book was a bit of a pointless ramble; the ending was so so sad in its acknowledgement of the destruction of giving in to temptation unrepentedly

The Apartment Next Door by William Andrew Johnston - a bit of a fun old mystery novel narrated by Cecily White

Hidden Love by Cara Putnam - a novella with too much romance for me (physical attraction, etc.); a bit of mystery (with unsatisfying conclusion) and a geocaching journey

Fragments of Fear by Carrie Stuart Parks - WHOAH! my first novel by this author and a head spinner

Formula of Deception by Carrie Stuart Parks - came back for more! Not as good as the other but still whoah!

Carry Me Home by Dorothy Adamek - a novel set on the Australian frontier about a mail-order bride whose fiance dies upon her arrival and who lives with a man and his daughter to take care of the daughter but she doesn't know that the fiance made the man promise to marry his mail-order bride before he died

The Great Escape by Paul Brickhill - a long-winded but very interesting account of how POWs in WW2 tried to escape multiple times

A Cry from the Dust by Carrie S. Parks - another intense novel about Mormon terrorists

The Reluctant Duchess by Roseanna M. White - I think this was a re-read for me; the 2nd in a series; God tells a man to marry a woman from Scotland; romance and mystery; intense because the woman was violated prior to her marriage

The Greatest Gift by Ann Voskamp - her Christmas devotional; I made it through the all the days this time!

Movie Review - Frozen II

Brace yourself for an unpopular opinion.

First, I liked the song about everything changes but some things stay the same. As believers we know that through all the dispensations of life, Jesus is the same yesterday, today, and forever. I thought Olaf's song was hilarious--when I am older and wiser, I'll know EVERYTHING! I really liked the snowflakes and ice-related stuff. Like the little flurries above the Tangled-esque lizard (who totally was not explained). It was fun that many of the songs were in the same genre as the original film. I loved Elsa's outfit, at least the collar part.

But.

I had two big issues with the movie. Well, one BIG issue and one "meh" issue. Two ways that the movie veered from the original.

I'll start with the less HUGE issue--the romance. Frozen was lauded for not being about romance. Sure, there was romance--one of my favorite songs from the original talks about Anna stuffing her mouth with chocolate because she's nervous over seeing a guy--but the big message was sisterly love overcoming all odds. While that concept definitely continues in Frozen II, a side romantic story line weaves through a good chunk of the movie leading to a very silly, yes, SILLY, song by Kristoff that had me laughing out of disbelief. Like, surely that was supposed to be funny. It was too much like an '80s or '90s music video. Someone tell me if that was supposed to be funny. I also thought the line in the song where he says he doesn't know who he would be without Anna a bit unhealthy? In a dating relationship, we need to have a foundation that is not dependent on another person.

Now to the BIG issue. In the first movie, we learn Elsa has magical powers. I'm not too crazy about movies with "magic," but I kinda felt you could excuse it in the first movie. It was more "magical" than MAGIC. A fairy tale-esque world where magical things happen like rocks who sing about Kristoff's desperation for human hugs.

***SPOILER ALERT***

In Frozen II, the movie starts with a story about an Enchanted Forest guarded by 4 spirits: earth, wind (or was it sky? air?), fire, and water. Something happens to anger the 4 spirits, and the Enchanted Forest is shut off from the rest of the world. That is the background for the whole movie. 4 spirits of Nature. And possibly a 5th spirit. They make a point of saying that Elsa's powers are not magic but rather Nature's gifts.

In this it crossed the line from simply "magical" to actual spirits. I thought it was interesting that it didn't stick to the old Disney theme of potions, magic spells, and witches. Instead, it had more of an animistic feel. Either way, it wasn't any less contrary to a Biblical worldview.

(By the way, after thinking about it, I realized the "spirits" are probably  the lizard (fire), Gale (wind), Elsa's tamed sea horse (water), and the earth giants.)

Elsa hears the 5th spirit calling to her. So she pursues it and sings a song asking the voice/spirit to come and show itself to her. She has been seeking for something her whole life, and she thinks this is it. Show yourself to me.

That scene made me very uncomfortable. I do not want any children I know being taught to ask unclean spirits to reveal themselves. Hugely creepy and dangerous song there, Elsa.

Then, she finds out in tears of ecstatic amazement, that she is the 5th spirit. That which she has been looking for her whole life is herself. Humanism?

Also, interestingly, the way Anna and Elsa interact with the spirits is simply an acknowledgement of their reality, but no consideration that they may have any responsibility towards these powers. It reminded me very much of our cultural agnosticism--yeah, God may exist, but what does that have to do with me? Not that I WANTED Anna and Elsa to show obeisance, but it was interesting.

In the end, the movie was way too much about spirits for me to endorse. Spirits and how they give you things and how you are seeking them out and how they are angry and how they are keeping you from doing things--that crosses a line.

247: planning

I've been feeling a bit blue, unusually lonely.

I'm not sure why. Maybe it's because of how early it goes dark.

Tomorrow I'm teaching Sunday School. Our key verse is Galatians 4:4 - But when the fullness of time had come, God sent forth His Son....

I'm reminding myself how God had the birth of Jesus planned for many, many years. He orchestrated all the different events so it would come down to that moment in time when Light would break through the darkness.

God doesn't live my life moment by moment or season by season. He declares the end from the beginning. Whatever He has planned, He started arranging things to make it happen long before right now.

He's got this.

Meanwhile, I remind myself--though lately it's come easy, but for some reason the last couple weeks it has not--that my Hope is not in a person or circumstances but in His sovereignty and goodness, that I belong to Him, and that He is active in our lives.

We can do this, y'all. Let us do it well.

246: blessed but not easy

Written December 11, 2016
Mary rejoiced in God's choice to use her to bear the Messiah. She didn't know the outcome: that she would have to see her own Son crucified. She rejoiced in the innocence of faith, in the acceptance of heavy responsibility. And yet, God is good. Everything she said about Him in Lk. 1:46-55 is true. He did do great things for her. Just not the easy path she (or Joseph) had originally envisioned. She was blessed among women.

Book Reviews: Fragments of Fear, Formula of Deception, and Carry Me Home

This is not a life update. This is a novel-love update. :D

So, have any of you heard of the Christian fiction author scavenger hunts that happen in the fall and spring? They are tremendous! Probably not the correct adjective, but they really are...insightful. Again, not the correct adjective. They introduce me to new authors, and I discovered one that I LOVE. So. They are tremendously insightful in directing me to new books and authors. There. Click here to learn more.

Through the most recent scavenger hunt, I came across author and forensic artist Carrie Stuart Parks. Forensic artist--I bet she writes interesting stuff, yeah? But then, she said that Frank Peretti was her mentor. He's only my favorite fiction author of all time. His books are riveting. As I was able to find Carrie Stuart Parks' books free on Hoopla (library app--it's amazing), I immediately downloaded and began listening to Fragments of Fear.

As you may have inferred, this is not a slowly-unfolding Christian romance. The first chapter gripped my attention. Here is what the Amazon summary says:

Evelyn McTavish’s world came crashing down with the suicide of her fiancé. As she struggles to put her life back together and make a living from her art, she receives a call that her dog is about to be destroyed at the pound. Except she doesn’t own a dog. The shelter is adamant that the microchip embedded in the canine with her name and address makes it hers.

Evelyn recognizes the dog as one owned by archaeologist John Coyote because she was commissioned to draw the two of them. The simple solution is to return the dog to his owner—but she arrives only to discover John’s murdered body.

The problem is, no one believes her. No one listens. This book will keep you guessing--and fearing for her life--until the very end.

I almost immediately began listening to the other Carrie Stuart Parks' audiobook available on Hoopla (excellent reader, btw).

Formula of Deception is about artist Murphy Anderson who has come to Alaska to find out what happened to her sister who was murdered (or was she?) by a serial killer. But when Murphy's money and ID are stolen, she poses as a forensic artist so she can get a job, and then gets caught up in a long-buried mystery about Ruuwaq Island.

This one was just as riveting, though with a slightly slower start. It also has some funny quips. The romance is definitely on the back burner, though the attraction is stated outright. Death and injury seem to haunt the main character like a hound dog, and you don't know who to trust through the whole thing! I'll admit, when it was over, I thought, "What just happened?" It was a little confusing!

As there were no more Carrie Stuart Parks audiobooks on Hoopla, and as I ran out of book allowances for the month (boooo!), I moved on to another author I wanted to try from the scavenger hunt.

Dorothy Adamek is an Australian author, and her book Carry Me Home is set in Australia. That's what drew me--to read a book set in a place that the author knows intimately! Well, the storyline drew me too. Excerpt from Amazon:

Chasing her dead father’s dreams, the twenty-year-old English bride arrives in Australia in 1875 for an arranged marriage....

But instead of her fiancé, Finella is met by Shadrach Jones, a poor farmer sent to collect her from the busy Melbourne pier.

Carry Me Home is much more like the other novels I have reviewed here. The setting is the Australian equivalent of "pioneer life" along with lots of mud and no "fancies." Finella not only meets Shadrach Jones, she also meets Shadrach's sister Molly, who is a 14 year old with a brain injury that has kept her at a young girl's mental capacity. Finella falls in love with Molly, and perhaps the brother? You'll have to read to find out :-P *chuckle* I will say, there is a huge twist at the end that will have your jaw dropping. No. Seriously. Like, WHAT?! *chuckle* If you read this book, DO talk to me afterwards.

Well, tomorrow my Hoopla allowance restarts with the new month--actually, it's after midnight so it probably starts now! I can't seem to get into any of the books that are on my Kindle, and I'm slowly (though enjoyably) making my way through a paperback copy of P.G. Wodehouse's Jeeves in the Morning--my first time not listening to P.G. Wodehouse! I also came across an intriguing personal narrative by Henry "Box" Brown that I have only read parts of so far, if you are interested in checking it out here.

Ok, time to scram!

Hoping to fall into another lovely story soon,
Michelle

245: the honest truth of why I'm taking a year off teaching

I was visiting my friend Bethany, the younger-than-me-but-basically-a-peer wife and mother that I used to teach with. She was prepping dinner for us, and I was hanging around awkwardly in the kitchen, probably trying to change the subject from my not-quite-thriving love life (her favorite topic). (Her favorite advice consistently is "Ask him out!" no matter how many miles away the guy lives.)

So, we were hanging in her kitchen (this is a short story gone long), and I noticed some Young Living Thieves. I can't remember if it was the oil or the cleaner, but I made some comment about how my mom uses that too! She asked if she uses the pre-mixed cleaner or...again, cannot recall the exact conversation. The POINT of this anecdote is that I did not know, because I'm not the one that uses it, and I'm not the one at home cleaning with it.

Fast forward to prepping the brussel sprouts for our dinner. Apparently you chop off the ends and take off the outer leaves. This I did not know. This was my first time prepping brussel sprouts. Now, I could tell you that my mom makes really good brussel sprouts with pepper and lots of salt on a sheet pan in the oven until the outsides are crispy and black. But I had no idea how to prep them. Because I've never done it. My mom does that.

And it was in those moments, standing in my friend's kitchen, feeling all the swirl of inferiority because I'm behind my married peers in these areas of housekeeping and homemaking, battling to remind my self-esteem that it is okay, because we are in different seasons of life, and I have my own skills, and my own abilities, and succeed in other areas, that I absentmindedly gazed at the corner of her kitchen as she moved around the room, probably talking, and I realized:

I have the freedom right now to take the next year off teaching and devote time to participating in these homemaking skills.

That was in December I think. With that germ of an idea came a host of other side benefits:

1) I could help my mom out. At that time, she was juggling a million and a half things (most of which were not of her own choosing), and I thought how wonderful it would be to ease her load.
2) I could get to know my mom better. She isn't getting younger, and we barely see each other these days what with me working, and her being an early-to-bed type of person, and both of us having different activities over the weekend. (My dad is not at home during the work day, so I'll see him for relatively the same hours.)
3) I could get to know my great-nephew Josiah (because my mom babysits him twice a week).
4) I could write more and see if that's a viable/enjoyable job.
5) I can be more open to what new ministries God might lead me to get out of my box and participate in.
6) (I can travel without worrying about getting back in time for work.)

But, ultimately, the goal is to become fluent/fluid in cooking by making dinner on a regular basis, and (I've been successfully blocking this goal from my mind) to take over a good chunk of the house cleaning.

To those who think it is kinda rather ridiculous that I have to take a year off to do such a thing, I reply:
1) It is hard to work full-time and then come home and cook. Especially on those nights when you don't come home until later. And your mom has already made dinner. And your dad is hungry.
2) I'm a slow learner--a slow bloomer. Whatever you want to call it, I require time.

To those who say I could pick up all those skills easily if I had to:
1) Yes, I could. I'm a pretty great cook I have been told. But--
2) --I guess I just don't want to be behind my married peers. I don't want to keep saying "one day, when the time comes."

That's what I realized in my friend's kitchen. I don't have to wait. I can do what I want to do now. It is a unique freedom, but it is a freedom I have. Why not avail myself of it while I can?

So, no, I was not let go from my job. No, I am not tired of teaching. No, I am not looking for another full-time job.

Yes, I have had many emotions of fear:
1) at all the free time I will have to be responsible for
2) of all the time at home
3) of not being in a professional environment where I can feel like I'm contributing and being successful as part of a team
4) of not being in my classroom where I call the shots
5) of being with my own emotions all day with nowhere to escape
6) of failing at this experiment

And I keep reminding myself that it's okay if cooking dinner takes a lot of time at first. It is okay to try new recipes that might take more prep or ingredients than I would usually consider worthwhile. Because I am learning. The goal is to become more "fluent," as I like to call it. I remind myself that I am going to really struggle to come up with meals for nearly EVERY DAY. Honestly, how do you married folk do it? And, goodness, how many animals do we go through in a week?? #meateaterdad

So, that's my story. I don't expect people to be supportive, because it's a crazy thing to do, and I'm pretty scared over the prospect, even as I enjoy "summer vacation." If you think of it, pray that I remain self-disciplined and occupied and that God teaches me a whole lot! (I have a whole list of stuff I expect Him to teach me this year :-P). I have no idea what God has planned--He might change my rigid plan. But for right now, it's the home life for me!

Book Review: Party of One

I really wanted to finish this book this weekend! Success!

Two weeks ago, I was at work and suddenly wanted to read a book on singleness. If I remember right, I had been mulling over the concept of accepting this season of life as semi-permanent--and how does that affect how I live?--and how does one do it well?

So I went online looking for a book. I had one in my wish list, but it mentioned something about Sex and the City culture, and that's so not the culture I am surrounded by. I wanted something more relevant to me who does not work in a high rise or wear high heels (like, ever). So I searched Amazon. I bypassed any books that were theological addresses by married folk. Right now I wanted something for singles by a single. And preferably an older single.

Well, Party of One isn't written by an older older single--she's 29 at the time of writing--but otherwise, I think it was exactly what I was looking for.

Negatives first. I skipped one of the three chapters on sexuality because it looked like it was not going to be edifying for *me*. The other chapters on that subject were confusing to me--I couldn't understand what she was trying to convey. Even she said that her editor insisted she stop and define what "sexuality" means. At one point, I became very frustrated--and scribbled my frustration in the margins--as she seemed to keep blurring, or at least avoiding distinguishing, the very clear black and white lines we have on the subject in Scripture. So there is a hint of possible liberalism in the book, and also, later, some of what would be called feminism.

Positives: Joy Beth Smith has her finger on the pulse of today's Christian singleness! The first third of the book was a constant YES! THAT! Mmhm! Preach it! 😛 Party of One is the most accurate summary of current Christian singleness I have read apart from blog posts. Her style is a discussion. It is not meant to be didactic, though it is, but not in a theological, or removed/distant, or me-when-I'm-feeling-spiritual, sense. She desires marriage, and her vulnerability in expressing that in the pages is a bit astounding. But she also pushes for living life NOW. She also brings up assumptions we have--our common church culture background stuff--and even if you disagree with her conclusions, it's nice to have all those things brought up and acknowledged.

So, in summary, I was encouraged by reading something so true to our lives, and I did a lot of underlining and note scrawling. She challenged some of my thought processes (or autopilots) about singleness. I'm glad I read it.

"We live our single lives, and we give ourselves permission to hope for more. We take the vacations that might have been more fun with someone else, but we snap pictures and try the fried alligator and have a fabulous time regardless. Marriage shouldn't be the gatekeeper to happiness and life experiences." --Joy Beth Smith, Party of One

"Even if you don't get married, you'll be okay. I know you want marriage and kids, but no matter what, you're still going to be okay. You  may have unmet desires, but life goes on." --Party of One, quoting "Gina" (p. 155)

"Success in this world is the woman who lives her whole life longing for marriage, remains single, and dies more convinced than ever that God is good, with 'Glory, glory, hallelujah' as the last words on her lips." --Joy Beth Smith, Party of One, p. 155

"[Y]ou finally get up the courage to voice one of your deepest fears to some close friends: 'What if I never meet someone?'

"And then someone responds too quickly, almost flippantly, 'Oh, you'll get married.'...

"A husband is not a sure thing.

"We can't continue to put prophecies in the Lord's mouth and call it comfort." --Joy Beth Smith, Party of One, p 11, 14.

"Instead of leading with 'Oh, are you seeing anyone?' I'd love to be engaged in conversation by being asked, 'What are you doing for the kingdom? What are you passionate about?" p. 212 <--these are great questions for all of us to ask each other, no matter marital status!

244: journaling? moaning? pointless? just saying?

It's a hard season right now.

It's not the hardest. It is a gazillion shades below the hardest.

In fact, I have a hard time looking at others and saying it's hard.

I am tired this week. But how can I confess to my friend who is a mother of three boys, 4 and under, that I--the singleton--am tired? And yet I do. I confess it in a way couched in self-deprecation, "I don't have mom stamina yet. I haven't been gifted with that. I'm tired." And she kindly gives me an out: "emotional exhaustion."

It's hard at work right now. Not the hardest. Second to hardest. :) I was thinking on my drive home from Jazzercise tonight that it is like I am in the ocean, in the water. I keep dropping underneath the surface. And then, I find myself bobbing up above surface again, and I'm not quite sure how I got here, or how long I have been under the waves. I bob up to the surface and feel--not to mix metaphors--like I'm on top of the ball again. But--to go back to the ocean analogy--the whole time my head is above water, the waves keep slapping salt water into my mouth. I am being beaten even while surviving. But how can I complain--or even explain--to anyone? It seems ridiculous to say I cannot juggle xyz when other teachers juggle XYZ. So I say, "I know others do this, and are able to do this, but *I* am struggling."

I am going through personal disappointment. The kind that catches you like seaweed, dragging you along the ocean floor for a bit as you watch the coral and crabs and sea anemones do what they do while you pass by. "Huh. So here we are again. After all that, here we are again." The scenery is very familiar. And I know I won't feel the bite of the coral in my flesh, the abrasion of the sand, the choking of salt water in my eyes for long, but this is my present. No one's fault but my own. Tale as old as time. Moving on.

I know myself well enough to know that, at the moment, I just need sleep. I have "matured" enough to know that my "hard season" is not the end of the world, and that I will face much harder seasons in the future. It is difficult to even SAY I am having a hard season when I look at those around me, and those who have gone before me, who have so. much. more. on their plates than God has given me right now. Like, seriously. What am I complaining about?

I have attainable-ish dreams for my future that excite me. I have nights and weekends when I escape with godly friends, and goodness, I am spoiled. I'm going to Hawaii next month too! I have been reading--oh, SUCH good books (thanks to the motivation of a Facebook Book Reading Competition that I know I won't win, but I'm taking advantage of the fire under me while it lasts). I have health, minimal family drama, job security, etc. etc. etc.

So that's where I am right now I guess. Everyone has something, right? Something good, something hard. I am thankful to my friends who sympathize with me and don't throw their hard in my face as comparison. I hope that I do the same for them.