my buddy scott encouraged me to write down something that’s been in my head lately.

thanks to reset, a study that my church is taking part in, i have been reading Luke this week. reading more than just bite-sized chunks i can digest in five minutes while eating a bowl of the AMAZING strawberry frosted mini wheats (or the occasional cocoa puff. singular. one at a time.)

it’s stunning, the difference in my attitude. after nearly thirteen years of following Jesus, still mystified at the connection between reading the Bible, talking honestly with God, and how i feel on a day-to-day basis. it’s like if you told me, here, eat this bowl of tomato soup, and tomorrow, your car’s highway mileage will double.

maybe if i understood it better, i’d do it more? maybe i could consistently go a month or two spending regular time with Jesus, instead of this lame-ass off-and-on nonsense rollercoaster i’ve ridden for this whole thirteen year period?

aren’t there, like, more actually-amazing things i should be describing as ‘amazing’? the things that deserve my superlatives rarely get them. cereal? REALLY, Justin?

well, to be fair, that cereal is seriously great. best strawberry milk you’ll ever drink, after you’re done.