Well, I guess it's time for a new post.
As to the man situation, screw it. There are other fishes in the sea. A friend of mine thinks I'm jaded, but I call it realistic. I can't sit around feeling sorry for myself because this guy hasn't called me back. "Cut your losses," as they say (although I've never really understood that phrase).
Vocation, vocation, vocation......that's the major topic on the brain these days. I can't stop thinking about it. I'm daydreaming about services and possible areas of ministry constantly. I'm planning to speak with my minister tomorrow...I'm a bit nervous. It seems like the more I think about it, the more the idea becomes real, and that's kind of scary, you know? The whole thought of giving my life over to the God and His church...mind you, it's not like I'd be going into seclusion, or even forced celibacy, but it's still a pretty daunting proposition. I pray God to guide me in the right path, that His will, not mine, might be done.