I have been so busy lately, I don't really know where I am most of the time. Soccer has me running all over Wichita getting supplies, girls, and running to games. Work is ending... finally. Thursday is my last day, and I'm more than ready for a break. I don't have much in the way of a job lined up. I should prolly get on that.

On Thursday night, I had one of those God moments that my heart has been longing for for nearly 5 months. I wish I could say that I've been a beacon of truth and upstanding Christian conduct. However, I haven't been able to find myself in the last few months. I haven't been able to find Jesus. Until Thursday. I cried. A lot. I was about to fall asleep, and next thing I knew, there's a river running down my face and I'm crying out to the Lord to light a fire under my ass, or in my heart or just plain set me on fire. The funny thing is that I didn't notice anything different about me until I prayed with my team on Friday before our game. I don't really know what this change is yet, but I like it so far.

I wish I had more to update, but I don't know where my left foot is half the time let alone what the heck is going on with my life. :) Good times.

Deuces