On my drive home from work every night, there is a road I leave my tracks on that has left an imprint on my heart.   It is flawlessly straight and illuminated only by the occasional car lights passing by.    It’s perpendicular to the railroad tracks, which are parallel to the road that carries me the rest of the way home.   It’s only a few blocks from the highway lights, the coffee shops, and the yuppies, but one particular part of the road gives you the serene ...

The funeral was today. I guess I mean yesterday, seeing as how it's 1:30 in the morning. Too bad I just figured out what I'm giving up for lent: the snooze button. I know, I know, I'm a frigg'n genius. These things just come to me. I think it's what God wants me to give up, and I think it will impact sooooo many areas of my life. Who'd a' thunk it? One little button..... I was gonna blog about the funeral, but it just seems too sacred in my heart to mess it up with my worldly...