Don't Stop Believin'

True story: Almost every night since I started grad school, I've had trouble going to sleep becuase im excited about something that the next day is about to bring. I know that's completely cheesey, but it's the truth. I've been having a great time and every single day of this semester so far has been fantastic. And then this week happened. I knew it was going to come. The week where everything about the world sucks and I want to just pull my hair out. I'm really not trying to be dramatic here. I talked to an atheist last night. Well, it was more like an atheist talked to me last night. He asked all the questions that I should be able to answer as a Christian, and I'm pretty sure my responses sounded like I'd never read the Bible in my life. I had no idea what I was talking about really. To give me an ounce of credibility, he was a bit on the rude side and just wasn't open to anything I said. So that made life tough. But after leaving that conversation, I immediately started feeling like I have my entire life whenever I lost a soccer game. In soccer I was constantly frustrated with myself for not playing well, not scoring a goal, for letting my team down. I had that exact feeling and I HATE it, I've always hated it. Evangelism isn't some competition where I'm the team captain. Unlike soccer, it shouldn't be based on how I perform. It should push me to be convinced of what I believe. To understand more than the feel-good parts of the Bible. To learn a bit about how to talk to an atheist because I have to know. The grace that He gives is so good. To know that the Kingdom doesn't start or stop with me is good.

In other news, I'm completely in love with the new tv show, Glee. There's singin and dancin and loser high school kids and everything I could want in a new tv show. Like I have any time left to devote to watching more trash tv. Oh well.