On Humily; I don't prove to be an expert on this subject, just one who casually observes those around me and wishes for more myself.

Last night we received back our 2002 prayer/vision lists we had made last new years eve. It was with excitement that I read mine and reflected on what has come to pass and what is still in progress. As we made our 2003 lists as a body I finished mine and glanced up to see the father in front of me set his on his lap. His little daughter looked up at her daddy and down at the paper, up at her daddy, down at the paper, until she picked it up and began reading it to herself, the words forming on her lips her heart unknowingly bound, once again, to her beloved daddy. I realized I was seeing, in motion, the heart of a father who longs for his children to see his lacks and insufficiencies; not so they can belittle him, but so that they realize the importance of humanity. I was humbled.

I may be letting the cat out of the bag, but last night one of the songs on the soundtrack to the slideshow was a They Might Be Giants song. I giggled inwardly.

The show was fantastic. Great and I mean.

I, along with Liz and Danica, am off for Kentucky. We are attending the New Attitude conference down there. Have I mentioned how I love Kentucky?

It occured to me, after typing up that last entry, that it could come across rather self-righteous and judgemental. I didn't mean for it to be at all, so I considered the possibility of deleting it until I decided it may be better to just add an addendum.

No one hurt me. Not intentionally or inadvertantly. I was just thinking about it hypothetically and those were my random jotted-down-on-the-green-sticky-pad-that-stays-in-my-car-all-the-time thoughts.