I'm being invaded by books!

Here's a little view of my life and my room! Yes, the time has finally come for my senior thesis, and I am trying to finish as much of it as possible this semester so that I can focus on student teaching in the spring. As is the nature of research, my project coming along with excitments and frustrations. Any guess on what my thesis is on?!

In other news... Sheryl is finishing her second full week of college today! Despite the rather unique personalities of some professors, she's settling into a routine. Best of all, she's LOVING her computer science class! I guess it runs in her blood.

Andrew's started 10th grade and is doing very well. He and Mom have taken on the adventure of a special Ketonic diet to help his seizures. Please pray that this diet proves successful in healing him.

And now I must get back to those books. I can hear them calling, even though I've turned my back to them. What pesky things books are - they demand so much attention!

Faith Like a Child

I teach the kindergarten Sunday School class at church, and this past Sunday, I had only three boys arrive. In light of the smaller numbers, I allowed freer reign on the questions. Kindergarten questions are some of the best - but their answers to each other are often even better. Here's one interaction which was absolutely priceless:

Boy #1: Is God everything?
Me: Well, not everything. He is something seperate from us, or from that chair over there. In fact, if he were the chair, we would have to worship the chair - and that wouldn't be right...
Boy #1 (somewhat disinterested or confused by my attempt at an answer): So, is God nothing?
I took a deep breath, and said "no..." I must have looked confused as to where to begin, because the other two boys quickly jumped in to help me answer this question.
Boy #2: God is something. (Thanks, kid. Now we're getting somewhere!)
Boy #3: (in the most matter-of-fact tone) God is God.

Oh, for the faith of a child to say such complex and infinently wonderful truths without even thinking twice. For my students, that statement ended the discussion - enough had been said. Indeed, what else needs to be said? Praise God that He is God.