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Friday, November 28, 2003
Love is real when it is able to share tears between cheeks.

Monday, November 03, 2003
Well I just finished reading through the entire journal collection of Ryan Thorn, who is a freshman at the Outreach Center this year. His journal is actually what I consider a real blog to be.

This only reconfirms my conclusion that I truly am an introvert at heart. Which is completely okay. :-)

Now, that being said, if I were Ryan, I would describle in about 20,000 words the unbelievable things that have happened within the past week. But here's the executive summary: I faced a bad situation that I helped foster (unconsciously), attempted to resolve it, made it worse, had to fix it in a more straightforward way, which created another situation, which led to a bad choice on someone else's part, which led me to provide guidance to that, which ended up being a terrible case of miscommunication, which resulted in depression and anger on the other person's part. If you want details, call me.

But, in a crazy and weird way, God worked through it all and brought healing in a way that only He can. Praise him. Oh man how I praise him. And seriously, folks, it was ALL God.