Tonight

I love being forgetful. For example, I just got excited for the first time but for the fouth time now when I realized that I could park my car in the garage. My parents and I just downsized the amount of boxes we have stored in our garage so that we can now put two cars comfortably in the garage. I'm used to parking my car outside, and so when I pull up my long driveway I forget that I no longer have to park outside. It's fun to experience something for the first time so many times.

I did something foolish tonight. I went into my favorite class discouraged because I had, yet again, fallen terribly below the expected performance level of a seminary student--my paper remains unfinished. I totally forgot that Dr. King is unlike any institutional professor. Now, gramatically I'm aware that it should read "any other" to acknowledge that he is one, but that is not what I intend to mean. My heart is set free to do my paper well for the health of the body even though I'm slow, and not to meet a requriement that exists to force me to please people.

I don't have anything theological to say tonight. I'm just thankful. Thankful that there are people who won't allow others like me to remain in the prison of fear. I'm also happy because I can park my car inside.