It seems to me that a God who is all-powerful, all knowing, all loving, all everything, could have fixed things so that the better people are, the better life treats them. I like logical explanations for things, but the fact is life isn't fair and people don't always get what they deserve.

Psalms is one of my favorite books of the bible because it one of the most human. Take the psalmist writing in 73; asking questions about living in this world, yet somehow finding faith to face the unfairness of life.

I don't claim that faith provides all of the answers, but it does provide the strength to carry on. Life is complicated, and many don't get a fair chance in life. Things that shouldn't happen do. It's easy to have a negative reaction to these incidents. Generally people will play by the rules when they believe the rules apply, but sometimes life just taunts us to throw out the rules and play the game our way instead. Let's face it; no one wants to be a sucker or the loser. So there are two real choices as I see things. We can blame God and lose our faith... sort of the "if righteousness doesn't pay off, why do it?" option...clearly unfairness shakes our faith, but faith is the alternative here. If we keep the faith and trust in God - hold on - we can come out the other side of injustice and unfairness. When life is unfair, the worst thing we can do is turn away from God, because that is the time we really need Him the most.

I believe God provides inner resources to deal with outer disappointments. There aren't always easy answers or even satisfying ones, but faith is the answer to recovery.

the eyes have it...

I'm having some problems with my eyes, so no writing and very little reading for a bit...above is the result of 6 hours in target half-blind...amazing what seems like a "need" when you are bored enough. Moz is clearly priceless and a need. The halloween costume, well...

The great things about today:

• I slept past 6 a.m.
• I went outside to discover a beautiful day with mild temperatures
• On my run, I saw the cutest turtle in the grass. I also noticed how many people have such fantastic “patio gardens”
• I got my cite-check done for Trial Journal, so there is one less thing to worry about.
• my aloe plant just wanted some sun, and will probably make it after all.
• New fall t.v. starts soon

9/11 Remembered

How many of you did not wake up and immediately think of the tragedy 6 years ago? It's hard to believe it has been that long already. I bet you remember exactly where you were when you learned of the events. I was in an American Studies class, at Mary Washington, when it actually happened. I was a college freshman. I went back to the dorm and my roommate, Kristen, was staring at the TV. That week was the only week we actually turned the TV on the entire year. Kristen was from Long Island. She had family and friends that worked in the city. The news hit her harder than it did me.

I remember growing up how history teachers would assign us to ask our parents or grandparents where they were when various monumental events happened; the space walk, JFK's assassination.

I want to put out a call to change the way we think of September 11th. Too often I hear or read about the loss of life, the terrorists...and in no way do I wish to downplay that. But, wouldn't it be great to instead bring to the forefront the extraordinary acts of heroism and compassion following those events? These were ordinary people who made extraordinary choices. Selfless choices. They were not seeking reward or recognition; they were responding to crisis.

I am positive that God was still "in control" on that day. I can't comprehend why God allowed this to happen, but I know that it did not take him by surprise. In the face and even remembrance of tragedy, it is far too easy to become blind to God's plan.

Today I pray for our nation, still recovering from wounds; and pray for God to warm the hearts of those whose have grown cold with bitterness over the last six years. Thank God for making Americans a resilient and courageous people.

How about taking some time today to tell those you love just how much you love them? The events certainly reaffirm the notion that we never know what the future brings, or how much time we have left in this world.

Law school conventional wisdom suggests the first year they scare you to death, the second year they work you to death and the third year they bore you to death. As a third year, I want to know when that boring part starts. I am ready and waiting.

I have so much going on; school related or school activity related; or career related (yes, the job hunt for October a year from now is already on); or bar application stuff to mention a few.

The only way I know to describe it is like floating chin-deep in a giant bathtub, where the water is still filling up. But I can't reach the knobs to turn the water off, and my toes can't reach the drain to unplug it. No end in sight, and no relief no matter how hard I reach. So, seriously, come on boring part. It'd be great to have time to read the newspaper or enjoy a cup of coffee.

The little things in life matter a lot once you learn you can only stretch time but so far. I miss my friends. And hugs. And beautiful Virginia. And free time. And ant-free days.

Thank God for girl-time with Becca! We have so much fun that I am near convinced it must be sinful. But, so long as I'm headed to hell, at least I'll be in good company.

Come on weekend!

Hold on, baby, you're losing it
The water's high, you're jumping into it
And letting go... and no one knows
That you cry, but you don't tell anyone
That you might not be the golden one
And you're tied together with a smile
But you're coming undone