Eclectia.

The past two weeks have been an eclectic mix of joy, depression, achievement, feelings of bitterness, feelings of sympathy, and longing. I'm not sure how to handle it all.

First things first, I'm realizing that I'm wrong most of the time. I don't mean that in a pessimistic way, but I mean that God is actively showing me my sin, while also allowing me to see the sins of my brothers in a humble, new light. Honestly, I don't like this transformation at all. It hurts and I can't see the proverbial "light at the end of the tunnel." This kind of work is slowly decaying my closest friendships at an uncanny pace, and the progression is unstoppable (at least by me).

Hindsight is a truly beautiful thing, so I'm hoping that two weeks, or maybe a month from now, I'll look back and smile at how God was truly working in my life during this time. But right now, it suuuuccckkkkkks.

Today I ran my first half-marathon in about two hours. It felt good until afterwards when my lower intestine viciously turned against me in an attempt to disillusion my achievement. It almost worked. BUT no matter what, I feel highly accomplished. I'm looking forward to doing it again in November :)

I Love Words.

Dr. Eames used this word today in Cognitive Psychology: kerfuffle.

I immediately looked it up, and it's an an actual word. Fantastic.

It means: disturbance: a disorderly outburst or tumult.