I laugh at the days to come

There is at least one time per week, that I just, well, with lack for a better word, just giggle and laugh. It's not a point where a man-card should be taken away, so go easy on me.

I flew in from San Diego on a red-eye Friday night/Saturday morning. I had the busiest and most stressful week of the year, got sick, trained and talked for 6 hours a day and still made it through. I told someone today that I wasn't sure how I made it through the week, and I felt awful, because it was a time when I should have said, "Jesus is totally how I got through this week." I don't know how, other than God, that my voice stayed throughout the week, I did have a steady stream of snot.

So I finally made it home to Greenville on Saturday morning, needed rest, overslept for a wedding which health-wise, didn't need to go to. Drove to Dillon, hung out with the family for a day, love them so much. Decided to drive out and meet a friend in Florence, that didn't happen, but I did check out a Barnes and Noble for a while. Stayed in Florence for too long and drove to Charleston to stay the night because my flight is at 6:43AM and Charleston is a heck a lot closer than Greenville or Charlotte. It's 2:36AM and I'm just checking into the hotel, and my alarm is set for 5, of course I had to laugh as I set the alarm. What a life. I will fly to San Diego for a few days of extreme work, then back to Charleston on Thursday about 10:30PM. This is a life I could never have imagined. This is not the life I will have, but right now, it's kinda fun and I almost feel like a nerd on tour. I'm not cool enough to be a rock star, but I still get to travel and feel like one sometimes. I found out my next door neighbor in San Diego is a sports agent and he told me he has 20 or so players, I was scared to ask who.

I feel the best when my life is in God's hands. I do not say that generically, but say that in a way that means I just don't have a clue and He's a much better manager than me. I do my thing with the liberty and freedom He gives me, but ultimately I know He is the final say. It seems lately I have been at an extreme peace about where I am right now and the choices I've made, He has given me a confidence that only comes from above. Not in a "I've got it figured out" kinda way, but in a "yeah, this life is a little scary, but keep going, I got your back and know your steps." My confidence is in what Jesus is going to do. I do laugh at the days to come because I think God is going to do some crazy things in whatever is next for me. He has brought some really strange and interesting paths the past few years and I'm excited to see what is ahead. Enthusiasm means..."En" "Theos". In God. I want to stay interconnected to Him and I want to stay excited about the eternal aspects of this life and I so want to stay away from the side-tracks this life can take me.

I bought a juicer a few years ago, and I've used it about 5 times. I really enjoy juicers and really, any kitchen gadget. But one thing I do with the juicer is make OJ. I throw in 405939 oranges or however many it takes to make a glass of fresh squeezed. I can't waste anything so after the juicing is done, I take handfuls of the pulp with no juice and eat it. I can't let anything go to waste.

I'm excited about eating the pulp of this life, nothing should be wasted.