So, here we are. Yep. Here we are. Our job, our apartment, our vehicles, the cold. Here we are. I have been aching for these months now, not just like discontent, but ACHING over the amount of poopoo we (kari and i) put ourselves through at that infamous place [work]. It’s not like we don’t have Jesus in our hearts and can’t find joy even in suffering, is it?

My responsibilities as a husband leader in a Christian marriage have been actually turned into weapons against me by the enemy. I hate the way there is the slightest little bit of truth in every lie satan throws at us. It’s always just enough to make us take his accusations seriously…or at least consider them….which is all the time he needs. Pathetic. Here I am, moaning and groaning about an enemy I should be MORE THAN CONQUEROR of. It is confession time.

So, we’ve started a Crown Financial small group at PV, and I am fearful about that. Driving, staying up a little later than usual…etc. It’s an extracurricular commitment that we’ve been waiting for, and I need some prayer support bros and sisses (anyone reading) becuase not only is that new commitment on our plate, but the upcoming two-phone-calls-a-night routine as we attempt to call everyone we have sent letters to. Not only those, but I have been in and out of sin and need, need, NEEEEED to start being consistently victorious for my wife’s sake. It is unfair to her to continue sucking. [why am i posting all this where the world can read it....why?-submit yourselves to one another out of reverence for Christ. that's why-anyone reading this blog should know i am a regular guy. just like everyone else. not righteous. not even a little bit sure of myself. all i have is in Christ. ALLL i have is from Christ. ALLL I HAVE IS CHRIST.]

chew on that.

  and if you would, pray for kari and i to be quick to forgive, slow to anger, and incapable of keeping a record of wrongs as we learn about this thing called marriage.