It's 6:20 am...

And it's been a while since I've seen this side of the morning. For the record, I don't see what the big deal is about it.

I've stopped and started a post for about a week now, and since I'm still awake at such a ridiculous hour, I figured no time like the present.

I took a road trip last week. Yep, me and Roberta (my car) packed up and headed to Birmingham. I just needed a breather. It hit me that trips like this are going to become a staple in my life if this is really where God's calling me to be for the near (and/or not-so-near) future. Driving back into the state was a beautiful thing...my heart skipped a beat when I saw the New Orleans sign, and it felt good to be home instead of constantly stressful.

There are several things I would like to post about, but it's all swimming around in the soup that is my brain. Instead of straining a few and tossing them out there, I'll just leave a poem by e.e. cummings. Every once in a while I'm reminded of why I love his work so much. Enjoy.

i carry your heart with me (i carry it in
my heart) i am never without it (anywhere
i go you go, my dear; and whatever is done
by only me is your doing, my darling)
i fear
no fate (for you are my fate, my sweet) i want
no world (for beautiful you are my world, my true)
and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows
higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart

i carry your heart (i carry it in my heart)