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Running: something I have always enjoyed, but something I enjoy even more with an iPod. I ran nearly three miles today just because I was jamming out to Bethany Dillon. Her music is so joyful and honest and uplifting - I found myself actually singing along and pumping my fist up in the air (really) as I was jogging along. I'm never that motivated when I'm running. I guess it's because I resonate so much with Bethany Dillon. She's a few months younger than I am and she's getting married in less than two weeks. I admire her extreme honesty in her songs and her gentle humility in being praised (while still knowing that she is incredible), and the fact that she has the bravery and maturity to be engaged and married at age 19. I've never been one to feel the need to write a letter to any celebrity or singer before, but now I do. I feel as though if I met Bethany, we'd probably have a lot in common.
Anyway, after I went running this morning, I took a shower, ate lunch, did a Mystic Tan thing (which was pretty cool - no cancer box), went to the grocery store with Mom, read, took a nap, went and hung out with my sister, came home, ate dinner, did some Good Friday devotions in my room, and then did nothing. I love being at home. But man...I miss that boy I like quite a bit. I am so blessed to have him.
Oh, and my roommate got engaged tonight.
And Jesus died for my sins. I will never understand this. Even on days when it seems more real to me, like today.
I will never understand real love. I hope Jesus is okay with that.