Just another day

Each day is filled with a lot of little tasks I need to accomplish to get ready for Argentina. I finally got my plane ticket. Whoot whoot. Next big thing on my list: the visa. When, oh when, will I get it?

I got hit on my a freshman (in high school) today. He extended his hand to shake mine as he asked me my name and gave me his. He then asked me what I was reading, said "cool" then walked off to rejoin his group of friends. It was mildly humorous. I think there was some sort of bet going on there.

Washing dishes wasn't nearly as dreadful as normal. I washed, my mommed rinsed. Bonding time....

Last night I heard a missionary from Kenya tell his story and what is going on in his country. It seems like the people I've met from Africa have more of a heart for their own country men to know Jesus than we do for the US. Still, seeing video clips of the bush made me want to trade in my plane ticket for one to Kenya.

Today I didn't make it a point to have a "quite time." I didn't sit and pray for hours, or even 30 minutes straight. I simply went about my day. At the end of the day I felt like I had spent the entire day with the Lord. Granted I didn't have alone time with him, but I felt like he kept me company and ran my errands with me. Its like when you hang out with a friend, or study with them, and don't really talk much. You just make a few comments here or there, but being in there presence keeps you from feeling alone. Thats how it was with me and my savior today. It was good but I'm glad that not everyday is like this. I like spending quality time with him.