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|   Tuesday, June 28, 2005 
      I hate saying good bye to friends and those I care about.  Who knows what tomorrow will bring, but tonight may be the last time I get to see Aaron, at least for a while.  I am saddened yes, but still happy for him.  This is where his heart is.  And starting a family is important to him.  I hate to see him go but it is his time.  I don't think it will be the last I see of him.  But I feel this is where God wants him.  If anythnig (as life as a sitcom) he gets to have a season or two up north for a bit. Now yes I have one less dear friend in this town. He is the one that got me back into church. So I can now be there for him in prayer and spirit. His time has come to move on. This week is far from over and I am worn out already. Mostly mentaly. Physically I will be fine. But worn out from saying good by to a friend, deep thoughts and ponderings with my time with Christ (or lack thereof), finances, and just everything...I am worn out. Tomorrow is work and a concert, the thursday is work and community group, friday is well a payday that will go by very fast. A very tight week is coming up. But looking at it when I kept the budget simple it seems to work out better, when I get gun-ho about it, I get broke in a bad way and so short leaving no room for life Iget furhter in the hole....I am starting to like the simple plans better. Today, this morning, or last night I think It was I went over some more parts of psalms 119. It did me some good. But I feel I need to meditate upon them further. is now a time for doing or is now a time for listening? Dont be sad, do not cry, for knowing things are in god's hands should let us smile and comfort our hearts. | daily.verse
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		Smooth let it be or rough, 
		I dare not choose my lot; 
		Take Thou my cup, and it 
		Choose Thou for me my friends, 
		The kingdom that I seek 
		Not mine, not mine the choice ~Horatius Bonar | 
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