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Let's Try This Again

Huh. Wish it was still Thursday. Then I could say, "I never could get the hang of Thursdays."

Two days. I blogged two days and got sidetracked and already I need to restart. Sometimes I think I try too hard but other times I don't think I'm trying hard enough. Billy Joel wrote a great song call "Extremes." I agree with the lyrics, "Darling, I don't know why I go to extremes. Too high or too low there ain't no in between."

Perhaps, perchance, just maybe I've gotten a little too ambitious. Instead of adding one more book I don't have the time to read to the reading list why don't I just blog about my current Bible study (or studies as the case often is). That way it's something I'm already reading so I know it will get done. I'll just add a little dimension and put some of my thoughts out here. For no one to read. Except my mom. Wow, I didn't think it sounded that sad in my head! Ha.

So here's to a new day. A new dawn. A new language I wish to speak. The language of discipline.

Praise Jesus; His mercies are new every morning. He's a God of second chances. And thirds, fourths, fifths, ect... He is very patient with me. For that I'm thankful.

P.S. Mom, I hope you know I'm kidding. You're the best proofreader a kid could have growing up. I love how you've always encouraged my writing. And the above *ain't* isn't mine; it's Billy Joel's. I'm just saying...

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