"I know it's hard think and it's hard to believe that we're back from back from the dead and back on the scene once again!"
- "God Almighty" by The Insyderz

I'm back. I lost it for a while but I have regained my passion for writing. I guess I have missed thinking that somewhere out there my opinion mattered to someone. Or maybe it doesn't. I'm not sure, but what I am sure of is that no matter the opinions of others, only one matters: God's. Think of me as scum of the earth. Well, that's pretty much what I am without Him.

I realized today how much I need God. I really suck at doing life on my own. I have this tendency to want to be noticed or feel important when all along, I am truly nothing. What I am is a disaster waiting to happen. I am an attention and emotion absorbing jerk who wants to feel like he's someone. I suck at life. But I am His. He loves me so much that He's willing to remind me that it's there, but continue loving me anyway. That is greater than anything that anyone could give me.

On a side note: The most brilliant irony happened yesterday. Pastor Steve started this series based off of "The Seven Deadly Sins" (not sure I agree with that... but that's a different topic) and yesterday's topic was on gluttony. He entitled the sermon "The buffet syndrome." After this elaborate sermon on all different forms of gluttony, we went out to the narthex (such a great word for the foyer) and as we're "fellowshiping" which means we are standing around eating cookies and pastries after hearing about how overweight our nation is, this little Chinesse woman in a purple polo and hot pink visor hands me this blazing pink paper advertising the all you can eat Chinesse buffet across the street. It was royal.