June 12th, 2005


And the weekend marches on...

Let me tell you,

Much, much time was spent with my parents this weekend. We visited a parade. It rained on our parade. We visited my cousin and various other family members. We dined together.

I went insane at around 7:00pm on Saturday night.

Soon I was fled away to Portland. I spent a spot of time with Amber and Robert.


I was in church, the "home church" for the first time today since September. I must say that it was really quite okay. It is so easy for me to judge now that I have found something I view as "better" or ideal. Grace has been shown to me and I must show grace. My father preached a sermon today. He used to do that quite a bit. He is good at it...eloquent, logical and insightful.

Now he sales insurance and invests money for his customers. I do not understand my father. I want to know him. I want to know how he sees God, how he knows God. I want to know how he sees my mother, I want to know what she is to him.