I may have an obsession.

Is it possible to get addicted to tea?

My beverage consumption choices provide substantial evidence for the possibility.

That is all.

"...with varying degrees of criticality..."

Tonight, I find myself cynical and disagreeable.

It seems as though whenever anyone expresses an opinion, my mind immediately considers an opposing opinion. If I find that the opposing opinion has any value, I espouse it, sometimes complete with the ever-present "But at the same time..."

Ugh.

I know it's good to think critically and analytically, but there comes a line in which the conversation centers no longer on the truth of the issue. I cross this line far too much. My words drip with cynicism...

Lately I have been reminded of the importance of speaking the truth in love. The words that come out of our mouths can have devastating effects...

Speaking the truth in love requires taming of the tongue, something that we're too weak, too human to do by ourselves - we need His help. Pray for it.

"We can be so loud;
we can write a song that makes us all proud,
but without love,
it's just a sound."

-The Newsboys in "Good Stuff"

I Love a Rainy Night

"A drenching joy, a carnival sky,
but what I don't say, what I can't say
is that with this joy comes a mourning-
something left behind:
blue lined, teary, mingled
I move on...
All things will change.
We wait for the rain,
and the Promise remains."

-Josh Garrels in "Jacaranda Tree"