Nice, a month and a half!!!

Where would this blog if it wasn't for Gavin's repeated threats of crotch punches? I don't like to think about it.

I have learned that discouragement is a hard thing to shake, and it is so easy to want to give up. I am being totally honest. But maybe it is the stubbornness in me that won't give up. That can be good or bad. Good because I want to do my job better and don't want to be a quitter, and bad because if I don't get my act together, I am just wasting time.

To anyone reading this, pray for me. I love ministry, but it's hard.

On a lighter note, this is what I look like with a fumanchu.