I will say this,

Despite the Royals' punching each and every one of us all in the face repeatedly over the last month, May of 2009 has been one of the best months of my life. I have entirely too much to be thankful for. God has spared me from entirely too much. I have entirely too many blessings. In trials, in hardships, in good or bad days, I am seated in heavenly places. Blaow.

I will say that getting rid of pockets of fat that you've had since preadolescence is perhaps the most difficult thing to do. Cutting back on all sorts of food and biking a lot has yet to yield any worthwhile results. So yesterday, I got some running shoes from 9th grade from my parent's house. It's all over now. Actually, I don't have much hope really. Seriously. Accept the belly.

Thanks be to our God and his unspeakable gift. I am confounded and joy-filled again that a Pure and Holy (mind you our minds have never known true purity in ourselves) Creator would send his Son into trashed humanity for our redemption. Yet, nothing good we have done to invite this; it is for the glory of his fantastic name.

True God of true God, Light from Light Eternal,
lo, he shuns not the Virgin's womb;
Son of the Father, begotten not created;

Sing, choirs of angels, sing in exultation;
O sing, all ye citizens of heaven above!
Glory to God, all glory in the highest;

O come let us adore him, O come let us adore him,
O come let us adore him, Christ the Lord.