...weekend.

I drove up to Morgantown on Friday night. It was a pretty successful trip, no speeding tickets, rabid moose attacks, or anything of the sort.

Keith and Chad came over Saturday and taught me how to do manly, repairman things like hanging drywall, fixing front doors and turn on flashlights.

Keith wrote instructions of my flashlight with a sharpie.

Keith thinks he is very clever :P

He wants to teach me how to snowboard, but that would involve me skipping class, taking off work some friday, and leaving all sense of responsibility. I think we're going next weekend.

Laura is God's tangible Grace, it was refreshing to have a weekend to hang out (and eat the most amazing foods this side of heaven).

Shane preached a message about how multitudes of people in John 6 only sought the "presents" of Jesus, but his true followers sought the "presence" of Jesus. It hit me pretty heavily because (1) both points not only started with the same letter, but also sounded exactly the same--which is pretty rad, and (2) because of the profundity of the statement. Jesus fed a lot of people, and they started following him like your stalker ex-girlfriend, but they were only interested in fish pancakes. When Jesus started talking about the heavy truth of what following him looks like, they all walked away. Except the twelve he had chosen (just as the twelve baskets of bread were all that was left of the food, sneaky, sneaky).

I don't follow Jesus for fish. But i think in difficult times it is sometimes easy to distance ourselves from Jesus and accuse Him of sinning against us for not healing our sick friend, fixing their marriage, or giving us whatever else we feel that we need. We hold him at a distance instead of realizing he came to give us himself. His presence. A reconciled relationship with the Father.

I love that His disciples didn't understand everything either. Jesus just turns away 25,000 disciples (which is really bad pr, btw), then looks at his twelve and says "are you out, too? " They're response is essentially, "well, we don't really get your whole cannibal speech either, and yeah, we'd kinda like to leave, but we think you're God, so we're in."

they stand firm on their beliefs, even when their feelings and thoughts are all over the map[2].

"God i believe, help my unbelief"